Maajh, Fourth Mehl:

Read of the Lord's Glories and reflect upon the Lord's Glories.

Listen continually to the Sermon of the Naam, the Name of the Lord, Har, Har.

Joining the Sat Sangat, the True Congregation, and singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord, you shall cross over the treacherous and terrifying world-ocean. ||1||

Come, friends, let us meet our Lord.

Bring me a message from my Beloved.

He alone is a friend, companion, beloved and brother of mine, who shows me the way to the Lord, the Lord of all. ||2||

My illness is known only to the Lord and the Perfect Guru.

I cannot continue living without chanting the Naam.

So give me the medicine, the Mantra of the Perfect Guru. Through the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, I am saved. ||3||

I am just a poor song-bird, in the Sanctuary of the True Guru,

who has placed the Drop of Water, the Lord's Name, Har, Har, in my mouth.

The Lord is the Treasure of Water; I am just a fish in that water. Without this Water, servant Nanak would die. ||4||3||

Maajh, Fourth Mehl:

O servants of the Lord, O Saints, O my Siblings of Destiny, let us join together!

Show me the way to my Lord God-I am so hungry for Him!

Please reward my faith, O Life of the World, O Great Giver. Obtaining the Blessed Vision of the Lord's Darshan, my mind is fulfilled. ||1||

Joining the Sat Sangat, the True Congregation, I chant the Bani of the Lord's Word.

The Sermon of the Lord, Har, Har, is pleasing to my mind.

The Ambrosial Nectar of the Lord's Name, Har, Har, is so sweet to my mind. Meeting the True Guru, I drink in this Ambrosial Nectar. ||2||

By great good fortune, the Lord's Congregation is found,

while the unfortunate ones wander around in doubt, enduring painful beatings.

Without good fortune, the Sat Sangat is not found; without this Sangat, people are stained with filth and pollution. ||3||

Come and meet me, O Life of the World, my Beloved.

Please bless me with Your Mercy, and enshrine Your Name, Har, Har, within my mind.

Through the Guru's Teachings, the Sweet Name has become pleasing to my mind. Servant Nanak's mind is drenched and delighted with the Naam. ||4||4||

Maajh, Fourth Mehl:

Through the Guru, I have obtained the Lord's spiritual wisdom. I have obtained the Sublime Essence of the Lord.

My mind is imbued with the Love of the Lord; I drink in the Sublime Essence of the Lord.

With my mouth, I chant the Name of the Lord, Har, Har; my mind is filled to overflowing with the Sublime Essence of the Lord. ||1||

Come, O Saints, and lead me to my Lord's Embrace.

Recite to me the Sermon of my Beloved.

I dedicate my mind to those Saints of the Lord, who chant the Word of the Guru's Bani with their mouths. ||2||

By great good fortune, the Lord has led me to meet His Saint.

The Perfect Guru has placed the Sublime Essence of the Lord into my mouth.

The unfortunate ones do not find the True Guru; the self-willed manmukhs continually endure reincarnation through the womb. ||3||

God, the Merciful, has Himself bestowed His Mercy.

He has totally removed the poisonous pollution of egotism.

O Nanak, in the shops of the city of the human body, the Gurmukhs buy the merchandise of the Lord's Name. ||4||5||

Maajh, Fourth Mehl:

I meditate on the Glorious Praises of the Lord of the Universe, and the Name of the Lord.

Joining the Sangat, the Holy Congregation, the Name comes to dwell in the mind.

The Lord God is our Lord and Master, Inaccessible and Unfathomable. Meeting the True Guru, I enjoy the Sublime Essence of the Lord. ||1||