augvY sUru gurmuiK hir bolih sB rYin sm@wlih hir gwl ]
ugvai soor gurmukh har boleh sabh rain sam^Haalih har gaal.
With the rising of the sun, the Gurmukh speaks of the Lord. All through the night, he dwells upon the Sermon of the Lord.

hmrY pRiB hm loc lgweI hm krh pRBU hir Bwl ]1]
hamrai parabh ham loch lagaa-ee ham karah parabhoo har bhaal. ||1||
My God has infused this longing within me; I seek my Lord God. ||1||

myrw mnu swDU DUir rvwl ]
mayraa man saaDhoo Dhoor ravaal.
My mind is the dust of the feet of the Holy.

hir hir nwmu idRVwieE guir mITw gur pg Jwrh hm bwl ]1] rhwau ]
har har naam darirh-aa-i-o gur meethaa gur pag jhaarah ham baal. ||1|| rahaa-o.
The Guru has implanted the Sweet Name of the Lord, Har, Har, within me. I dust the Guru's Feet with my hair. ||1||Pause||

swkq kau idnu rYin AMDwrI moih PwQy mwieAw jwl ]
saakat ka-o din rain anDhaaree mohi faathay maa-i-aa jaal.
Dark are the days and nights of the faithless cynics; they are caught in the trap of attachment to Maya.

iKnu plu hir pRBu irdY n visE irin bwDy bhu ibiD bwl ]2]
khin pal har parabh ridai na vasi-o rin baaDhay baho biDh baal. ||2||
The Lord God does not dwell in their hearts, even for an instant; every hair of their heads is totally tied up in debts. ||2||

sqsMgiq imil miq buiD pweI hau CUty mmqw jwl ]
satsangat mil mat buDh paa-ee ha-o chhootay mamtaa jaal.
Joining the Sat Sangat, the True Congregation, wisdom and understanding are obtained, and one is released from the traps of egotism and possessiveness.

hir nwmw hir mIT lgwnw guir kIey sbid inhwl ]3]
har naamaa har meeth lagaanaa gur kee-ay sabad nihaal. ||3||
The Lord's Name, and the Lord, seem sweet to me. Through the Word of His Shabad, the Guru has made me happy. ||3||

hm bwirk gur Agm gusweI gur kir ikrpw pRiqpwl ]
ham baarik gur agam gusaa-ee gur kar kirpaa partipaal.
I am just a child; the Guru is the Unfathomable Lord of the World. In His Mercy, He cherishes and sustains me.

ibKu Baujl fubdy kwiF lyhu pRB gur nwnk bwl gupwl ]4]2]
bikh bha-ojal dubday kaadh layho parabh gur naanak baal gupaal. ||4||2||
I am drowning in the ocean of poison; O God, Guru, Lord of the World, please save Your child, Nanak. ||4||2||