amrit har har naam hai mayree jindurhee-ay amrit gurmat paa-ay raam

rwgu ibhwgVw mhlw 4(538-11)
raag bihaagarhaa mehlaa 4
Raag Bihaagraa, Fourth Mehl


AMimRqu hir hir nwmu hY myrI ijMduVIey AMimRqu gurmiq pwey rwm ]
amrit har har naam hai mayree jindurhee-ay amrit gurmat paa-ay raam.
The Name of the Lord, Har, Har, is Ambrosial Nectar, O my soul; through the Guru's Teachings, this Nectar is obtained.

haumY mwieAw ibKu hY myrI ijMduVIey hir AMimRiq ibKu lih jwey rwm ]
ha-umai maa-i-aa bikh hai mayree jindurhee-ay har amrit bikh leh jaa-ay raam.
Pride in Maya is poison, O my soul; through the Ambrosial Nectar of the Name, this poison is eradicated.

mnu sukw hirAw hoieAw myrI ijMduVIey hir hir nwmu iDAwey rwm ]
man sukaa hari-aa ho-i-aa mayree jindurhee-ay har har naam Dhi-aa-ay raam.
The dry mind is rejuvenated, O my soul, meditating on the Name of the Lord, Har, Har.

hir Bwg vfy iliK pwieAw myrI ijMduVIey jn nwnk nwim smwey rwm ]1]
har bhaag vaday likh paa-i-aa mayree jindurhee-ay jan naanak naam samaa-ay raam. ||1||
The Lord has given me the pre-ordained blessing of high destiny, O my soul; servant Nanak merges in the Naam, the Name of the Lord. ||1||

hir syqI mnu byiDAw myrI ijMduVIey ijau bwlk lig duD KIry rwm ]
har saytee man bayDhi-aa mayree jindurhee-ay ji-o baalak lag duDh kheeray raam.
My mind is attached to the Lord, O my soul, like the infant, sucking his mother's milk.

hir ibnu sWiq n pweIAY myrI ijMduVIey ijau cwiqRku jl ibnu tyry rwm ]
har bin saaNt na paa-ee-ai mayree jindurhee-ay ji-o chaatrik jal bin tayray raam.
Without the Lord, I find no peace, O my soul; I am like the song-bird, crying out without the rain drops.

siqgur srxI jwie pau myrI ijMduVIey gux dsy hir pRB kyry rwm ]
satgur sarnee jaa-ay pa-o mayree jindurhee-ay gun dasay har parabh kayray raam.
Go, and seek the Sanctuary of the True Guru, O my soul; He shall tell you of the Glorious Virtues of the Lord God.

jn nwnk hir mylwieAw myrI ijMduVIey Gir vwjy sbd Gxyry rwm ]2]
jan naanak har maylaa-i-aa mayree jindurhee-ay ghar vaajay sabad ghanayray raam. ||2||
Servant Nanak has merged into the Lord, O my soul; the many melodies of the Shabad resound within his heart. ||2||

mnmuiK haumY ivCuVy myrI ijMduVIey ibKu bwDy haumY jwly rwm ]
manmukh ha-umai vichhurhay mayree jindurhee-ay bikh baaDhay ha-umai jaalay raam.
Through egotism, the self-willed manmukhs are separated, O my soul; bound to poison, they are burnt by egotism.

ijau pMKI kpoiq Awpu bn@wieAw myrI ijMduVIey iqau mnmuK siB vis kwly rwm ]
ji-o pankhee kapot aap banHaa-i-aa mayree jindurhee-ay ti-o manmukh sabh vas kaalay raam.
Like the pigeon, which itself falls into the trap, O my soul, all the self-willed manmukhs fall under the influence of death.

jo moih mwieAw icqu lwiedy myrI ijMduVIey sy mnmuK mUV ibqwly rwm ]
jo mohi maa-i-aa chit laa-iday mayree jindurhee-ay say manmukh moorh bitaalay raam.
Those self-willed manmukhs who focus their consciousness on Maya, O my soul, are foolish, evil demons.

jn qRwih qRwih srxwgqI myrI ijMduVIey gur nwnk hir rKvwly rwm ]3]
jan taraahi taraahi sarnaagatee mayree jindurhee-ay gur naanak har rakhvaalay raam. ||3||
The Lord's humble servants beseech and implore Him, and enter His Sanctuary, O my soul; Guru Nanak becomes their Divine Protector. ||3||

hir jn hir ilv aubry myrI ijMduVIey Duir Bwg vfy hir pwieAw rwm ]
har jan har liv ubray mayree jindurhee-ay Dhur bhaag vaday har paa-i-aa raam.
The Lord's humble servants are saved, through the Love of the Lord, O my soul; by their pre-ordained good destiny, they obtain the Lord.

hir hir nwmu poqu hY myrI ijMduVIey gur Kyvt sbid qrwieAw rwm ]
har har naam pot hai mayree jindurhee-ay gur khayvat sabad taraa-i-aa raam.
The Name of the Lord, Har, Har, is the ship, O my soul, and the Guru is the helmsman. Through the Word of the Shabad, He ferries us across.

hir hir purKu dieAwlu hY myrI ijMduVIey gur siqgur mIT lgwieAw rwm ]
har har purakh da-i-aal hai mayree jindurhee-ay gur satgur meeth lagaa-i-aa raam.
The Lord, Har, Har, is all-powerful and very kind, O my soul; through the Guru, the True Guru, He seems so sweet.

kir ikrpw suix bynqI hir hir jn nwnk nwmu iDAwieAw rwm ]4]2]
kar kirpaa sun bayntee har har jan naanak naam Dhi-aa-i-aa raam. ||4||2||
Shower Your Mercy upon me, and hear my prayer, O Lord, Har, Har; please, let servant Nanak meditate on Your Name. ||4||2||