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Ang 1012Raag MaarooGuru Guru Nanak

ਮਾਰੂ ਮਹਲਾ ੧ ॥

maaroo mahalaa 1 |

Maaroo, First Mehl:

ਹੁਕਮੁ ਭਇਆ ਰਹਣਾ ਨਹੀ ਧੁਰਿ ਫਾਟੇ ਚੀਰੈ ॥

hukam bheaa rahanaa nahee dhur faatte cheerai |

The Order is issued, and he cannot remain; the permit to stay has been torn up.

ਏਹੁ ਮਨੁ ਅਵਗਣਿ ਬਾਧਿਆ ਸਹੁ ਦੇਹ ਸਰੀਰੈ ॥

ehu man avagan baadhiaa sahu deh sareerai |

This mind is tied to its faults; it suffers terrible pain in its body.

ਪੂਰੈ ਗੁਰਿ ਬਖਸਾਈਅਹਿ ਸਭਿ ਗੁਨਹ ਫਕੀਰੈ ॥੧॥

poorai gur bakhasaaeeeh sabh gunah fakeerai |1|

The Perfect Guru forgives all the mistakes of the beggar at His Door. ||1||

ਕਿਉ ਰਹੀਐ ਉਠਿ ਚਲਣਾ ਬੁਝੁ ਸਬਦ ਬੀਚਾਰਾ ॥

kiau raheeai utth chalanaa bujh sabad beechaaraa |

How can he stay here? He must get up and depart. Contemplate the Word of the Shabad, and understand this.

ਜਿਸੁ ਤੂ ਮੇਲਹਿ ਸੋ ਮਿਲੈ ਧੁਰਿ ਹੁਕਮੁ ਅਪਾਰਾ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥

jis too meleh so milai dhur hukam apaaraa |1| rahaau |

He alone is united, whom You, O Lord, unite. Such is the Primal Command of the Infinite Lord. ||1||Pause||

ਜਿਉ ਤੂ ਰਾਖਹਿ ਤਿਉ ਰਹਾ ਜੋ ਦੇਹਿ ਸੁ ਖਾਉ ॥

jiau too raakheh tiau rahaa jo dehi su khaau |

As You keep me, I remain; whatever You give me, I eat.

ਜਿਉ ਤੂ ਚਲਾਵਹਿ ਤਿਉ ਚਲਾ ਮੁਖਿ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਨਾਉ ॥

jiau too chalaaveh tiau chalaa mukh amrit naau |

As You lead me, I follow, with the Ambrosial Name in my mouth.

ਮੇਰੇ ਠਾਕੁਰ ਹਥਿ ਵਡਿਆਈਆ ਮੇਲਹਿ ਮਨਿ ਚਾਉ ॥੨॥

mere tthaakur hath vaddiaaeea meleh man chaau |2|

All glorious greatness rests in the hands of my Lord and Master; my mind yearns to unite with You. ||2||

ਕੀਤਾ ਕਿਆ ਸਾਲਾਹੀਐ ਕਰਿ ਦੇਖੈ ਸੋਈ ॥

keetaa kiaa saalaaheeai kar dekhai soee |

Why should anyone praise any other created being? That Lord acts and sees.

ਜਿਨਿ ਕੀਆ ਸੋ ਮਨਿ ਵਸੈ ਮੈ ਅਵਰੁ ਨ ਕੋਈ ॥

jin keea so man vasai mai avar na koee |

The One who created me, abides within my mind; there is no other at all.

ਸੋ ਸਾਚਾ ਸਾਲਾਹੀਐ ਸਾਚੀ ਪਤਿ ਹੋਈ ॥੩॥

so saachaa saalaaheeai saachee pat hoee |3|

So praise that True Lord, and you shall be blessed with true honor. ||3||

ਪੰਡਿਤੁ ਪੜਿ ਨ ਪਹੁਚਈ ਬਹੁ ਆਲ ਜੰਜਾਲਾ ॥

panddit parr na pahuchee bahu aal janjaalaa |

The Pandit, the religious scholar, reads, but does not reach the Lord; he is totally entangled in worldly affairs.

ਪਾਪ ਪੁੰਨ ਦੁਇ ਸੰਗਮੇ ਖੁਧਿਆ ਜਮਕਾਲਾ ॥

paap pun due sangame khudhiaa jamakaalaa |

He keeps the company of both virtue and vice, tormented by hunger and the Messenger of Death.

ਵਿਛੋੜਾ ਭਉ ਵੀਸਰੈ ਪੂਰਾ ਰਖਵਾਲਾ ॥੪॥

vichhorraa bhau veesarai pooraa rakhavaalaa |4|

One who is protected by the Perfect Lord, forgets separation and fear. ||4||

ਜਿਨ ਕੀ ਲੇਖੈ ਪਤਿ ਪਵੈ ਸੇ ਪੂਰੇ ਭਾਈ ॥

jin kee lekhai pat pavai se poore bhaaee |

They alone are perfect, O Siblings of Destiny, whose honor is certified.

ਪੂਰੇ ਪੂਰੀ ਮਤਿ ਹੈ ਸਚੀ ਵਡਿਆਈ ॥

poore pooree mat hai sachee vaddiaaee |

Perfect is the intellect of the Perfect Lord. True is His glorious greatness.

ਦੇਦੇ ਤੋਟਿ ਨ ਆਵਈ ਲੈ ਲੈ ਥਕਿ ਪਾਈ ॥੫॥

dede tott na aavee lai lai thak paaee |5|

His gifts never run short, although those who receive may grow weary of receiving. ||5||

ਖਾਰ ਸਮੁਦ੍ਰੁ ਢੰਢੋਲੀਐ ਇਕੁ ਮਣੀਆ ਪਾਵੈ ॥

khaar samudru dtandtoleeai ik maneea paavai |

Searching the salty sea, one finds the pearl.

ਦੁਇ ਦਿਨ ਚਾਰਿ ਸੁਹਾਵਣਾ ਮਾਟੀ ਤਿਸੁ ਖਾਵੈ ॥

due din chaar suhaavanaa maattee tis khaavai |

It looks beautiful for a few days, but in the end, it is eaten away by dust.

ਗੁਰੁ ਸਾਗਰੁ ਸਤਿ ਸੇਵੀਐ ਦੇ ਤੋਟਿ ਨ ਆਵੈ ॥੬॥

gur saagar sat seveeai de tott na aavai |6|

If one serves the Guru, the ocean of Truth, the gifts one receives never run short. ||6||

ਮੇਰੇ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਭਾਵਨਿ ਸੇ ਊਜਲੇ ਸਭ ਮੈਲੁ ਭਰੀਜੈ ॥

mere prabh bhaavan se aoojale sabh mail bhareejai |

They alone are pure, who are pleasing to my God; all others are soiled with filth.

ਮੈਲਾ ਊਜਲੁ ਤਾ ਥੀਐ ਪਾਰਸ ਸੰਗਿ ਭੀਜੈ ॥

mailaa aoojal taa theeai paaras sang bheejai |

The filthy become pure, when they meet with the Guru, the Philosopher's Stone.

ਵੰਨੀ ਸਾਚੇ ਲਾਲ ਕੀ ਕਿਨਿ ਕੀਮਤਿ ਕੀਜੈ ॥੭॥

vanee saache laal kee kin keemat keejai |7|

Who can estimate the value of the color of the true jewel? ||7||

ਭੇਖੀ ਹਾਥ ਨ ਲਭਈ ਤੀਰਥਿ ਨਹੀ ਦਾਨੇ ॥

bhekhee haath na labhee teerath nahee daane |

Wearing religious robes, the Lord is not obtained, nor is He obtained by giving donations at sacred shrines of pilgrimage.

ਪੂਛਉ ਬੇਦ ਪੜੰਤਿਆ ਮੂਠੀ ਵਿਣੁ ਮਾਨੇ ॥

poochhau bed parrantiaa mootthee vin maane |

Go and ask the readers of the Vedas; without faith, the world is cheated.

ਨਾਨਕ ਕੀਮਤਿ ਸੋ ਕਰੇ ਪੂਰਾ ਗੁਰੁ ਗਿਆਨੇ ॥੮॥੬॥

naanak keemat so kare pooraa gur giaane |8|6|

O Nanak, he alone values the jewel, who is blessed with the spiritual wisdom of the Perfect Guru. ||8||6||