In the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, drink in the Ambrosial Nectar of the Lord.
The soul does not die, nor does it ever waste away. ||1||
By great good fortune, one meets the Perfect Guru.
By Guru's Grace, one meditates on God. ||1||Pause||
The Lord is the jewel, the pearl, the gem, the diamond.
Meditating, meditating in remembrance on God, I am in ecstasy. ||2||
Wherever I look, I see the Sanctuary of the Holy.
Singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord, my soul becomes immaculately pure. ||3||
Within each and every heart, dwells my Lord and Master.
O Nanak, one obtains the Naam, the Name of the Lord, when God bestows His Mercy. ||4||6||
