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Shaykh Fareed has grown old, and his body has begun to tremble.

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Even if he could live for hundreds of years, his body will eventually turn to dust. ||41||

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Fareed begs, O Lord, do not make me sit at another's door.

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If this is the way you are going to keep me, then go ahead and take the life out of my body. ||42||

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With the axe on his shoulder, and a bucket on his head, the blacksmith is ready to cut down the tree.

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Fareed, I long for my Lord; you long only for the charcoal. ||43||

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Fareed, some have lots of flour, while others do not even have salt.

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When they go beyond this world, it shall be seen, who will be punished. ||44||

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Drums were beaten in their honor, there were canopies above their heads, and bugles announced their coming.

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They have gone to sleep in the cemetary, buried like poor orphans. ||45||

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Fareed, those who built houses, mansions and lofty buildings, are also gone.

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They made false deals, and were dropped into their graves. ||46||

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Fareed, there are many seams on the patched coat, but there are no seams on the soul.

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The shaykhs and their disciples have all departed, each in his own turn. ||47||

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Fareed, the two lamps are lit, but death has come anyway.

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It has captured the fortress of the body, and plundered the home of the heart; it extinguishes the lamps and departs. ||48||

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Fareed, look at what has happened to the cotton and the sesame seed,

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the sugar cane and paper, the clay pots and the charcoal.

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This is the punishment for those who do evil deeds. ||49||

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Fareed, you wear your prayer shawl on your shoulders and the robes of a Sufi; your words are sweet, but there is a dagger in your heart.

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Outwardly, you look bright, but your heart is dark as night. ||50||

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Fareed, not even a drop of blood would issue forth, if someone cut my body.

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Those bodies which are imbued with the Lord - those bodies contain no blood. ||51||

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Third Mehl:

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This body is all blood; without blood, this body could not exist.

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Those who are imbued with their Lord, do not have the blood of greed in their bodies.

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When the Fear of God fills the body, it becomes thin; the blood of greed departs from within.

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Just as metal is purified by fire, the Fear of God removes the filthy residues of evil-mindedness.

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O Nanak, those humble beings are beautiful, who are imbued with the Lord's Love. ||52||

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Fareed, seek that sacred pool, in which the genuine article is found.

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Why do you bother to search in the pond? Your hand will only sink into the mud. ||53||

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Fareed, when she is young, she does not enjoy her Husband. When she grows up, she dies.

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Lying in the grave, the soul-bride cries, "I did not meet You, my Lord."||54||

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Fareed, your hair has turned grey, your beard has turned grey, and your moustache has turned grey.

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O my thoughtless and insane mind, why are you indulging in pleasures? ||55||

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Fareed, how long can you run on the rooftop? You are asleep to your Husband Lord - give it up!

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The days which were allotted to you are numbered, and they are passing, passing away. ||56||

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Fareed, houses, mansions and balconies - do not attach your consciousness to these.

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When these collapse into heaps of dust, none of them will be your friend. ||57||

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Fareed, do not focus on mansions and wealth; center your consciousness on death, your powerful enemy.

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