mwJ mhlw 4 ]

aucwrx mwJ mh`lw cauQw

maajh mehalaa 4 ||

Maajh, Fourth Mehl:

mDusUdn myry mn qn pRwnw ]

madhhusoodhan maerae man than praanaa ||

The Lord is my mind, body and breath of life.

hau hir ibnu dUjw Avru n jwnw ]

ho har bin dhoojaa avar n jaanaa ||

I do not know any other than the Lord.

koeI sjxu sMqu imlY vfBwgI mY hir pRBu ipAwrw dsY jIau ]1]

aucwrx d`sY

koee sajan santh milai vaddabhaagee mai har prabh piaaraa dhasai jeeo ||1||

If only I could have the good fortune to meet some friendly Saint; he might show me the Way to my Beloved Lord God. ||1||

hau mnu qnu KojI Bwil BwlweI ]

ho man than khojee bhaal bhaalaaee ||

I have searched my mind and body, through and through.

ikau ipAwrw pRIqmu imlY myrI mweI ]

kio piaaraa preetham milai maeree maaee ||

How can I meet my Darling Beloved, O my mother?

imil sqsµgiq Koju dsweI ivic sµgiq hir pRBu vsY jIau ]2]

aucwrx d`sweI

mil sathasangath khoj dhasaaee vich sangath har prabh vasai jeeo ||2||

Joining the Sat Sangat, the True Congregation, I ask about the Path to God. In that Congregation, the Lord God abides. ||2||

myrw ipAwrw pRIqmu siqguru rKvwlw ]

maeraa piaaraa preetham sathigur rakhavaalaa ||

My Darling Beloved True Guru is my Protector.

hm bwirk dIn krhu pRiqpwlw ]

aucwrx pRiq-pwlw: 'pR' ishwrI rihq bolo

ham baarik dheen karahu prathipaalaa ||

I am a helpless child-please cherish me.

myrw mwq ipqw guru siqguru pUrw gur jl imil kmlu ivgsY jIau ]3]

aucwrx ivg`sY

maeraa maath pithaa gur sathigur pooraa gur jal mil kamal vigasai jeeo ||3||

The Guru, the Perfect True Guru, is my Mother and Father. Obtaining the Water of the Guru, the lotus of my heart blossoms forth. ||3||

mY ibnu gur dyKy nId n AwvY ]

mai bin gur dhaekhae needh n aavai ||

Without seeing my Guru, sleep does not come.

myry mn qin vydn gur ibrhu lgwvY ]

maerae man than vaedhan gur birahu lagaavai ||

My mind and body are afflicted with the pain of separation from the Guru.

hir hir dieAw krhu guru mylhu jn nwnk gur imil rhsY jIau ]4]2]

aucwrx rh`sY

har har dhaeiaa karahu gur maelahu jan naanak gur mil rehasai jeeo ||4||2||

O Lord, Har, Har, show mercy to me, that I may meet my Guru. Meeting the Guru, servant Nanak blossoms forth. ||4||2||