. Harmandir Sahib Hukumnama : Tue 25 September, 2018
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[September 25, 2018, Tuesday 05:15 AM. IST]
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mMglvwr, 9 A`sU (sMmq 550 nwnkSwhI)
AMg: 636
ijnHW bMidAW ny siqgurU dw p`lw PiVAw hY, hy s`jx! auhnW dy sMgI-swQI BI pwr lMG jWdy hn [ ijnHW dI jIB prmwqmw dw nwm-AMimRq c`KdI hY auhnW dy (jIvn-s&r ivc ivkwr AwidkW dI) rukwvt nhIN pYNdI [ hy s`jx! jyhVy mnu`K prmwqmw dy fr-Adb qoN s`Kxy rihMdy hn auh ivkwrW dy Bwr nwl l`dy jWdy hn qy sMswr-smuMdr ivc fu`b jWdy hn [ pr jdoN prmwqmw myhr dI ingwh krdw hY qW auhnW
SORAT’H, FIRST MEHL:
Those who serve the True Guru, O Beloved, their companions are saved as well. No one blocks their way, O Beloved, and the Lord’s Ambrosial Nectar is on their tongue. Without the Fear of God, they are so heavy that they sink and drown, O Beloved; but the Lord, casting His Glance of Grace, carries them across. || 1 || I ever praise You, O Beloved, I ever sing Your Praises. Without the boat, one is drowned in the sea of fear, O Beloved; how can I reach the distant shore? || 1 || Pause || I praise the Praiseworthy Lord, O Beloved; there is no other one to praise. Those who praise my God are good, O Beloved; they are imbued with the Word of the Shabad, and His Love. If I join them, O Beloved, I can churn the essence and so find joy. || 2 || The gateway to honor is Truth, O Beloved; it bears the Insignia of the True Name of the Lord. We come into the world, and we depart, with our destiny written and pre-ordained, O Beloved; realize the Command of the Commander. Without the Guru, this Command is not understood, O Beloved; True is the Power of the True Lord. || 3 || By His Command, we are conceived, O Beloved, and by His Command, we grow in the womb. By His Command, we are born, O Beloved, head-first, and upside-down. The Gurmukh is honored in the Court of the Lord, O Beloved; he departs after resolving his affairs. || 4 || By His Command, one comes into the world, O Beloved, and by His Will, he goes. By His Will, some are bound and gagged and driven away, O Beloved; the self-willed manmukhs suffer their punishment. By His Command, the Word of the Shabad, is realized, O Beloved, and one goes to the Court of the Lord robed in honor. || 5 || By His Command, some accounts are accounted for, O Beloved; by His Command, some suffer in egotism and duality. By His Command, one wanders in reincarnation, O Beloved; deceived by sins and demerits, he cries out in his suffering. If he comes to realize the Command of the Lord’s Will, O Beloved, then he is blessed with Truth and Honor. || 6 || It is so difficult to speak it, O Beloved; how can we speak, and hear, the True Name? I am a sacrifice to those who praise the Lord, O Beloved. I have obtained the Name, and I am satisfied, O Beloved; by His Grace, I am united in His Union. || 7 || If my body were to become the paper, O Beloved, and my mind the inkpot; and if my tongue became the pen, O Beloved, I would write, and contemplate, the Glorious Praises of the True Lord. Blessed is that scribe, O Nanak, who writes the True Name, and enshrines it within his heart. || 8 || 3 ||
Tuesday, 9th Assu (Samvat 550 Nanakshahi)
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