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Dhan Dhan RamDas Gur
 
Daily Hukumnama
Sri Darbar Sahib Amritsar
Jin Seriya Tine Swareya
 
    : : Punjabi Version
 
     : : English Translation

DHANAASAREE, FOURTH MEHL:

The Lord, Har, Har, is the rain-drop; I am the song-bird, crying, crying out for it. O Lord God, please bless me with Your Mercy, and pour Your Name into my mouth, even if for only an instant. || 1 || Without the Lord, I cannot live for even a second. Like the addict who dies without his drug, I die without the Lord. || Pause || You, Lord, are the deepest, most unfathomable ocean; I cannot find even a trace of Your limits. You are the most remote of the remote, limitless and transcendent; O Lord Master, You alone know Your state and extent. || 2 || The Lord’s humble Saints meditate on the Lord; they are imbued with the deep crimson color of the Guru’s Love. Meditating on the Lord, they attain great glory, and the most sublime honor. || 3 || He Himself is the Lord and Master, and He Himself is the servant; He Himself creates His environments. Servant Nanak has come to Your Sanctuary, O Lord; protect and preserve the honor of Your devotee. || 4 || 5 ||

Monday, 08th Saawan (Samvat 550 Nanakshahi) 23rd July, 2018 (Page :668)

 

 
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