mwJ mhlw 4 ]
aucwrx mwJ mh`lw cauQw
maajh mehalaa 4 ||
Maajh, Fourth Mehl:
hir gux pVIAY hir gux guxIAY ]
har gun parreeai har gun guneeai ||
Read of the Lord's Glories and reflect upon the Lord's Glories.
hir hir nwm kQw inq suxIAY ]
har har naam kathhaa nith suneeai ||
Listen continually to the Sermon of the Naam, the Name of the Lord, Har, Har.
imil sqsµgiq hir gux gwey jgu Baujlu duqru qrIAY jIau ]1]
mil sathasangath har gun gaaeae jag bhoujal dhuthar thareeai jeeo ||1||
Joining the Sat Sangat, the True Congregation, and singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord, you shall cross over the treacherous and terrifying world-ocean. ||1||
Awau sKI hir mylu kryhw ]
aao sakhee har mael karaehaa ||
Come, friends, let us meet our Lord.
myry pRIqm kw mY dyie snyhw ]
maerae preetham kaa mai dhaee sanaehaa ||
Bring me a message from my Beloved.
myrw imqRü sKw so pRIqmu BweI mY dsy hir nrhrIAY jIau ]2]
aucwrx d`sy
maeraa mithra sakhaa so preetham bhaaee mai dhasae har narehareeai jeeo ||2||
He alone is a friend, companion, beloved and brother of mine, who shows me the way to the Lord, the Lord of all. ||2||
myrI bydn hir guru pUrw jwxY ]
maeree baedhan har gur pooraa jaanai ||
My illness is known only to the Lord and the Perfect Guru.
hau rih n skw ibnu nwm vKwxy ]
ho rehi n sakaa bin naam vakhaanae ||
I cannot continue living without chanting the Naam.
mY AauKDu mMqRü dIjY gur pUry mY hir hir nwim auDrIAY jIau ]3]
aucwrx mMqRü: AONkV rwry nUµ lw ky; au~DrIAY
mai aoukhadhh manthra dheejai gur poorae mai har har naam oudhhareeai jeeo ||3||
So give me the medicine, the Mantra of the Perfect Guru. Through the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, I am saved. ||3||
hm cwiqRk dIn siqgur srxweI ]
ham chaathrik dheen sathigur saranaaee ||
I am just a poor song-bird, in the Sanctuary of the True Guru,
hir hir nwmu bUMd muiK pweI ]
har har naam boondh mukh paaee ||
Who has placed the Drop of Water, the Lord's Name, Har, Har, in my mouth.
hir jliniD hm jl ky mIny jn nwnk jl ibnu mrIAY jIau ]4]3]
aucwrx jl-in`iD
har jalanidhh ham jal kae meenae jan naanak jal bin mareeai jeeo ||4||3||
The Lord is the Treasure of Water; I am just a fish in that water. Without this Water, servant Nanak would die. ||4||3||