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Dhanaasaree, Fifth Mehl:

I am meek and poor; the Name of God is my only Support.

The Name of the Lord, Har, Har, is my occupation and earnings.

I gather only the Lord's Name.

It is useful in both this world and the next. ||1||

Imbued with the Love of the Lord God's Infinite Name,

the Holy Saints sing the Glorious Praises of the One Lord, the Formless Lord. ||Pause||

The Glory of the Holy Saints comes from their total humility.

The Saints realize that their greatness rests in the Praises of the Lord.

Meditating on the Lord of the Universe, the Saints are in bliss.

The Saints find peace, and their anxieties are dispelled. ||2||

Wherever the Holy Saints gather,

there they sing the Praises of the Lord, in music and poetry.

In the Society of the Saints, there is bliss and peace.

They alone obtain this Society, upon whose foreheads such destiny is written. ||3||

With my palms pressed together, I offer my prayer.

I wash their feet, and chant the Praises of the Lord, the treasure of virtue.

O God, merciful and compassionate, let me remain in Your Presence.

Nanak lives, in the dust of the Saints. ||4||2||23||