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739 Have Mercy upon me, and bless me with the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy. ॥4॥ He alone obtains something, who becomes the dust under the feet of all. And he alone repeats the Naam, whom God causes to understand. ॥1॥ Pause॥2॥8॥ SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: Within the home of his own self, he does not even come to see his Lord and Master. And yet, around his neck, he hangs a stone god. ॥1॥ The faithless cynic wanders around, deluded by doubt. He churns water, and after wasting his life away, he dies. ॥1॥ Pause॥ That stone, which he calls his god, that stone pulls him down and drowns him. ॥2॥ O sinner, you are untrue to your own self; a boat of stone will not carry you across. ॥3॥ Meeting the Guru, O Nanak, I know my Lord and Master. The Perfect Architect of Destiny is pervading and permeating the water, the land and the sky. ॥4॥3॥9॥ SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: How have you enjoyed your Dear Beloved? O sister, please teach me, please show me. ॥1॥ Crimson, crimson, crimson — this is the color of the soul-bride who is imbued with the Love of her Beloved. ॥1॥ Pause॥ I wash Your Feet with my eye-lashes. Wherever You send me, there I will go. ॥2॥ I would trade meditation, austerity, self-discipline and celibacy, if I could only meet the Lord of my life, for even an instant. ॥3॥ She who eradicates her self-conceit, power and arrogant intellect, O Nanak, is the true soulbride. ॥4॥4॥10॥ SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: You are my Life, the very Support of my breath of life. Gazing upon You, beholding You, my mind is soothed and comforted. ॥1॥ You are my Friend, You are my Beloved. I shall never forget You. ॥1॥ Pause॥ I am Your indentured servant; I am Your slave. You are my Great Lord and Master, the treasure of excellence. ॥2॥ There are millions of servants in Your Court — Your Royal Darbaar. Each and every instant, You dwell with them. ॥3॥ I am nothing; everything is Yours. Through and through, You abide with Nanak. ॥4॥5॥11॥ SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: His Mansions are so comfortable, and His gates are so lofty. Within them, His beloved devotees dwell. ॥1॥ The Natural Speech of God is so very sweet. How rare is that person, who sees it with his eyes. ॥1॥ Pause॥ There, in the arena of the congregation, the divine music of the Naad, the sound current, is sung. There, the Saints celebrate with their Lord. ॥2॥ Neither birth nor death is there, neither pain nor pleasure. The Ambrosial Nectar of the True Name rains down there. ॥3॥ From the Guru, I have come to know the mystery of this speech. Nanak speaks the Bani of the Lord, Har, Har. ॥4॥6॥12॥ SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: By the Blessed Vision of their Darshan, millions of sins are erased. Meeting with them, this terrifying world-ocean is crossed over॥1॥ They are my companions, and they are my dear friends, who inspire me to remember the Lord’s Name. ॥1॥ Pause॥ Hearing the Word of His Shabad, I am totally at peace. When I serve Him, the Messenger of Death is chased away. ॥2॥ His comfort and consolation soothes and supports my mind. Remembering Him in meditation, my face is radiant and bright. ॥3॥ God embellishes and supports His servants.