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Jaitsree, Fourth Mehl:

I am Your child; I know nothing about Your state and extent; I am foolish, idiotic and ignorant.

O Lord, shower me with Your Mercy; bless me with an enlightened intellect; I am foolish - make me clever. ||1||

My mind is lazy and sleepy.

The Lord, Har, Har, has led me to meet the Holy Guru; meeting the Holy, the shutters have been opened wide. ||Pause||

O Guru, each and every instant, fill my heart with love; the Name of my Beloved is my breath of life.

Without the Name, I would die; the Name of my Lord and Master is to me like the drug to the addict. ||2||

Those who enshrine love for the Lord within their minds fulfill their pre-ordained destiny.

I worship their feet, each and every instant; the Lord seems very sweet to them. ||3||

My Lord and Master, Har, Har, has showered His Mercy upon His humble servant; separated for so long, he is now re-united with the Lord.

Blessed, blessed is the True Guru, who has implanted the Naam, the Name of the Lord within me; servant Nanak is a sacrifice to Him. ||4||3||