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Sorat'h, Ninth Mehl:

O dear friend, know this in your mind.

The world is entangled in its own pleasures; no one is for anyone else. ||1||Pause||

In good times, many come and sit together, surrounding you on all four sides.

But when hard times come, they all leave, and no one comes near you. ||1||

Your wife, whom you love so much, and who has remained ever attached to you,

runs away crying, "Ghost! Ghost!", as soon as the swan-soul leaves this body. ||2||

This is the way they act - those whom we love so much.

At the very last moment, O Nanak, no one is any use at all, except the Dear Lord. ||3||12||139||