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O my mind, meditate on the Lord of the World,
the Master of the Universe, the Life of the World,
the Enticer of the mind; fall in love with Him.
I take the Support of the Lord, Har, Har, Har, all day and all night.
Endless, endless, endless are the Praises of the Lord.
Suk Dayv, Naarad and the gods like Brahma sing His Glorious Praises.
Your Glorious Virtues, O my Lord and Master, cannot even be counted.
O Lord, You are Infinite, O Lord, You are Infinite, O Lord, You are my Lord and Master; only You Yourself know Your Own Ways.
Those who are near, near to the Lord – those who dwell near the Lord – those humble servants of the Lord are the Holy, the devotees of the Lord.
Those humble servants of the Lord merge with their Lord,
O Nanak, like water merging with water.