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Raag Nat Naaraayan, Fourth Mehl:

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One Universal Creator God. Truth Is The Name. Creative Being Personified. No Fear. No Hatred. Image Of The Undying. Beyond Birth. Self-Existent. By Guru's Grace:

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O my mind, chant the Name of the Lord, day and night.

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Millions and millions of sins and mistakes, committed through countless lifetimes, shall all be put aside and sent away. ||1||Pause||

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Those who chant the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, and worship Him in adoration, and serve Him with love, are genuine.

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All their sins are erased, just as water washes off the dirt. ||1||

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That being, who sings the Lord's Praises each and every instant, chants with his mouth the Name of the Lord.

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In a moment, in an instant, the Lord rids him of the five incurable diseases of the body-village. ||2||

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Very fortunate are those who meditate on the Lord's Name; they alone are the Lord's devotees.

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I beg for the Sangat, the Congregation; O God, please bless me with them. I am a fool, and an idiot - please save me! ||3||

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Shower me with Your Mercy and Grace, O Life of the World; save me, I seek Your Sanctuary.

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Servant Nanak has entered Your Sanctuary; O Lord, please preserve my honor! ||4||1||

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Nat, Fourth Mehl:

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Meditating on the Lord, His humble servants are blended with the Lord's Name.

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Chanting the Lord's Name, following the Guru's Teachings, the Lord showers His Mercy upon them. ||1||Pause||

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Our Lord and Master, Har, Har, is inaccessible and unfathomable. Meditating on Him, His humble servant merges with Him, like water with water.

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Meeting with the Lord's Saints, I have obtained the sublime essence of the Lord. I am a sacrifice, a sacrifice to His humble servants. ||1||

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The Lord's humble servant sings the Praises of the Name of the Supreme, Primal Soul, and all poverty and pain are destroyed.

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Within the body are the five evil and uncontrollable passions. The Lord destroys them in an instant. ||2||

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The Lord's Saint loves the Lord in his mind, like the lotus flower gazing at the moon.

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The clouds hang low, the clouds tremble with thunder, and the mind dances joyfully like the peacock. ||3||

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My Lord and Master has placed this yearning within me; I live by seeing and meeting my Lord.

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Servant Nanak is addicted to the intoxication of the Lord; meeting with the Lord, he finds sublime bliss. ||4||2||

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Nat, Fourth Mehl:

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O my mind, chant the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, your only Friend.

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