352 Appendix 5 Those whose hearts echo the name of the Lord Harl Their sorrow and pain. 0 Nanak, are banished. ( Gaufi Gumm1 bhuj bal bir brahma suJch saga,O Lord of Mighty Arms, Creator of all things, 0 Ocean of peace! Take me by my hand and raise me Who am fallen in a pit. My ears hear not My eyes have lost their light I am crippled, afflicted Like a leper I come swmbling to Your door And cry for help. You are the Lord of the fallen Above You there is no Lord 0 Compassionate One, You are my Companion, Friend, Father and Mother. Let Nanak bear the Imprint of Your feet in his bean. Let Your saints ferry me across the fearful ocean of life. (Gauti) jeh man mai karat gumana When man h~s pride in his heart He wanders around like one possessed. When he is like dust under the feet of others He then knows that God is in every heart. The reward of humility is knowledge of the gentle path It is the gift the True Guru gave me. When a man looks down upon others as lowly He becomes full of fraud and deceit, When he has no care of 'mine' and 'thine' Then none bears him ill-will. When he claims 'this is mine' and 'this too is mine,' His troubles weigh heavy on him, When he recognizes Him Who is his Creator Then he is not burnt with envy.