When it was pleasing to the Perfect True Guru,
then I chanted the Naam, the Name of the Pervading Lord.
The Lord of the Universe extended His Mercy to me,
and God saved my honor. ||1||
The Lord's feet are forever peace-giving.
Whatever fruit one desires, he receives; his hopes shall not go in vain. ||1||Pause||
That Saint, unto whom the Lord of Life, the Great Giver, extends His Mercy - he alone sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord.
His soul is absorbed in loving devotional worship; his mind is pleasing to the Supreme Lord God. ||2||
Twenty-four hours a day, he chants the Praises of the Lord, and the bitter poison does not affect him.
My Creator Lord has united me with Himself, and the Holy Saints have become my companions. ||3||
Taking me by the hand, He has given me everything, and blended me with Himself.
Says Nanak, everything has been perfectly resolved; I have found the Perfect True Guru. ||4||15||79||