As You command, I obey; as You give, I receive. You are the Pride of the meek and the poor. You are everything; You are my Beloved. I am a sacrifice to Your Creative Power. |
As You keep me, so do I live. I wear and eat whatever You give me. May I make the effort, O God, to sing Your Glorious Praises in the Company of the Holy. |
As You keep me, so do I survive. Whatever You say, that is what I do. Wherever I look, there I see You dwelling. |
As you plant, so shall you harvest; your destiny is recorded on your forehead. |
Asleep in the darkness of the night, how shall she pass her life-night without her Husband? Her limbs shall burn, her body shall burn, and her mind and wealth shall burn as well. |
At night, lots of birds settle on the tree. Some are happy, and some are sad. Caught in the desires of the mind, they perish. And when the life-night comes to its end, then they look to the sky. They fly away in all ten directions, according to their pre-ordained destiny. |
At the age of ten, he is a child; at twenty, a youth, and at thirty, he is called handsome. At forty, he is full of life; at fifty, his foot slips, and at sixty, old age is upon him. At seventy, he loses his intellect, and at eighty, he cannot perform his duties. At ninety, he lies in his bed, and he cannot understand his weakness. After seeking and searching for such a long time, O Nanak, I have seen that the world is just a mansion of smoke. |
At the Lord's Door, none of his requests are denied. Nanak is attuned to the Love of the Lord, whose Light pervades the entire Universe. |
Attachment to Maya is an ocean of darkness; neither this shore nor the one beyond can be seen. |
Attaining the Lord of Excellence, I sing the Songs of Joy. |
Attuned to Him, we become like Him, truly absorbed in the True One. |
Attuned to Truth, you shall obtain the True One. |
Be afraid, if you have any fear, other than the Fear of God. Afraid of fear, and living in fear, the mind is held in tumult. |
Be always attentive to your God; thus you shall be honored in His Court. |
Be happy, dear beloved, as long as your youth is fresh and delightful. But your days are few - you have grown weary, and now your body has grown old. |