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Jaitsree, Fifth Mehl:

After wandering through so many incarnations, I have come to Your Sanctuary.

Save me - lift my body up out of the deep, dark pit of the world, and attach me to Your feet. ||1||Pause||

I do not know anything about spiritual wisdom, meditation or karma, and my way of life is not clean and pure.

Please attach me to the hem of the robe of the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy; help me to cross over the terrible river. ||1||

Comforts, riches and the sweet pleasures of Maya - do not implant these within your mind.

Slave Nanak is satisfied and satiated by the Blessed Vision of the Lord's Darshan; his only ornamentation is the love of the Lord's Name. ||2||8||12||