SGGSAng 207Raag GauriMahalla 511 linesGuru Arjan Dev Ji

gauVI mhlw 5 ]

aucwrx gauVI mh`lw pMjvw

gourree mehalaa 5 ||

Gauree, Fifth Mehl:

imlhu ipAwry jIAw ]

milahu piaarae jeeaa ||

Meet with me, O my Dear Beloved.

pRB kIAw qumwrw QIAw ]1] rhwau ]

prabh keeaa thumaaraa thheeaa ||1|| rehaao ||

O God, whatever You do - that alone happens. ||1||Pause||

Aink jnm bhu jonI BRimAw bhuir bhuir duKu pwieAw ]

anik janam bahu jonee bhramiaa bahur bahur dhukh paaeiaa ||

Wandering around through countless incarnations, I endured pain and suffering in so many lives, over and over again.

qumrI ikRpw qy mwnuK dyh pweI hY dyhu drsu hir rwieAw ]1]

thumaree kirapaa thae maanukh dhaeh paaee hai dhaehu dharas har raaeiaa ||1||

By Your Grace, I obtained this human body; grant me the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan, O Sovereign Lord King. ||1||

soeI hoAw jo iqsu Bwxw Avru n iknhI kIqw ]

soee hoaa jo this bhaanaa avar n kin hee keethaa ||

That which pleases His Will has come to pass; no one else can do anything.

qumrY BwxY Brim moih moihAw jwgqu nwhI sUqw ]2]

thumarai bhaanai bharam mohi mohiaa jaagath naahee soothaa ||2||

By Your Will, enticed by the illusion of emotional attachment, the people are asleep; they do not wake up. ||2||

ibnau sunhu qum pRwnpiq ipAwry ikrpw iniD dieAwlw ]

aucwrx in`iD

bino sunahu thum praanapath piaarae kirapaa nidhh dhaeiaalaa ||

Please hear my prayer, O Lord of Life, O Beloved, Ocean of mercy and compassion.

rwiK lyhu ipqw pRB myry AnwQh kir pRiqpwlw ]3]

aucwrx pRiq-pwlw: 'pR' ishwrI rihq bolo

raakh laehu pithaa prabh maerae anaathheh kar prathipaalaa ||3||

Save me, O my Father God. I am an orphan - please, cherish me! ||3||

ijsno qumih idKwieE drsnu swDsµgiq kY pwCY ]

jis no thumehi dhikhaaeiou dharasan saadhhasangath kai paashhai ||

You reveal the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan, for the sake of the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy.

kir ikrpw DUir dyhu sMqn kI suKu nwnku iehu bwCY ]4]9]130]

kar kirapaa dhhoor dhaehu santhan kee sukh naanak eihu baashhai ||4||9||130||

Grant Your Grace, and bless us with the dust of the feet of the Saints; Nanak yearns for this peace. ||4||9||130||