They inflict their hatred upon the Saints, and they love the wicked sinners.
They find no peace in either this world or the next; they are born only to die, again and again. Their hunger is never satisfied, and they are ruined by duality. #dailyhukamnama
Those whose minds are attached to the lotus feet of the Lord those humble beings are satisfied and fulfilled. But those, within whose hearts the priceless virtue does not abide those men remain thirsty and unsatisfied #wmk
Dear Beloved Lord, I praise You continually, as long as there is the breath within my body. If I were to forget You, for a moment, even for an instant, O Lord Master, it would be like fifty years for me. #wmk
O human, link your consciousness to the Lord's Name, and in the end, it shall be your companion and helper. Servant Nanak meditates on the Naam, the Name of the Lord; the Gurmukh is blessed with peace.
By Your Grace, emotional attachment and egotism are eradicated, and doubt is dispelled. The Lord, the embodiment of bliss, is pervading and permeating in all; wherever I go, there I see Him. You are kind and compassionate, the treasure of mercy, Lord of the world.
Why, O Siblings of Destiny, do you strut around, all puffed up with pride? Have you forgotten those days, when you were hanging, face down, for ten months?
I have been trying to liberate myself, running around in the ten directions. The pure, immaculate Lord abides deep within my heart, but I do not understand the secret of His mystery.
The Lord's humble servant sings his Glorious Praises. Even if someone slanders the servant, he does not give up his own goodness. The Lord Himself imparts understanding and inspires us to speak. He Himself directs the evolution of the world and infuses the five senses into it.
The Merciful Lord is the Savior of the Saints; their only support is to sing the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises. The burning of the heart is not dispelled at all, by sandalwood paste, the moon, or the cold season. It only becomes cool, by chanting the Name of the Lord.
There is none as forlorn as I am, and none as Compassionate as You; what need is there to test us now? May my mind surrender to ur Word; please, bless ur humble servant with this perfection. For so many incarnations, I have been separated from u, Lord; I dedicate this life to You
O human being, search your own heart every day, and do not wander around in confusion. This world is just a magic-show; no one will be holding your hand.
One who forgets the Lord of life, is most unfortunate. One whose mind is in love with the Lord’s lotus feet, obtains the pool of ambrosial nectar. He is the string, upon which all hearts are strung. Drinking the water of the Naam, servant Nanak has renounced all other loves.
O Dear Lord, you always preserve the honor of Your devotees; You have protected them from the very beginning of time. The Gurmukhs place their faith in the Dear Lord, but the self-willed manmukhs are deluded by doubt.
O Beloved, this is not the way to meet the Lord; I have performed these rituals so many times. I have collapsed, exhausted, at the Door of my Lord Master; I pray that He may grant me a discerning intellect.
The Guru is the ocean, filled with pearls. What can the poor crane accomplish by bathing in the mud puddle? It sinks into the mire, and its filth is not washed away.
The desires of the greatest of the great kings and landlords cannot be satisfied. They remain engrossed in Maya, intoxicated with the pleasures of their wealth; their eyes see nothing else at all. No one has ever found satisfaction in sin and corruption.
Without meditating in remembrance on the Lord, life is like a burning fire, even if one lives long, like a snake. One may rule over the nine regions of the earth, but in the end, he shall have to depart, losing the game of life.
I have fallen in love with the Lord. My True Guru is always my help and support; He has torn down the banner of pain. Giving me His hand, He has protected me as His own, and removed all my troubles.
He has spiritual ignorance within, he does not place his faith in the True Guru. He has deceit within himself, and so he sees deception in all others. The True Guru's Will does not enter into his consciousness, and so he wanders around, pursuing his own interests.
Dear Beloved Lord, I praise You continually, as long as there is the breath within my body. If I were to forget You, for a moment, even for an instant, O Lord Master, it would be like fifty years for me.