Darbar Sahib Hukamnama

December 4, 2022

AYqvwr, 19 m`Gr (sMmq 554 nwnkSwhI)

sUhI mhlw 4 Gru 7

soohee mehalaa 4 ghar 7

Soohee, Fourth Mehl, Seventh House:

<> siqgur pRswid ]

ik oankaar sathigur prasaadh |

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

qyry kvn kvn gux kih kih gwvw qU swihb guxI inDwnw ]

thaerae kavan kavan gun kehi kehi gaavaa thoo saahib gunee nidhaanaa |

Which, which of Your Glorious Virtues should I sing and recount, Lord? You are my Lord and Master, the treasure of excellence.

qumrI mihmw brin n swkau qUM Twkur aUc Bgvwnw ]1]

thumaree mehimaa baran n saako thoon thaakur ooch bhagavaanaa |1|

I cannot express Your Glorious Praises. You are my Lord and Master, lofty and benevolent.||1||

mY hir hir nwmu Dr soeI ]

mai har har naam dhar soee |

The Name of the Lord, Har, Har, is my only support.

ijau BwvY iqau rwKu myry swihb mY quJ ibnu Avru n koeI ]1] rhwau ]

jio bhaavai thio raakh maerae saahib mai thujh bin avar n koee |1| rehaao |

If it pleases You, please save me, O my Lord and Master; without You, I have no other at all.||1||Pause||

mY qwxu dIbwxu qUhY myry suAwmI mY quDu AwgY Ardwis ]

mai thaan dheebaan thoohai maerae suaamee mai thudh aagai aradhaas |

You alone are my strength, and my Court, O my Lord and Master; unto You alone I pray.

mY horu Qwau nwhI ijsu pih krau bynMqI myrw duKu suKu quJ hI pwis ]2]

mai hor thaao naahee jis pehi karo baenanthee maeraa dhukh sukh thujh hee paas |2|

There is no other place where I can offer my prayers; I can tell my pains and pleasures only to You.||2||

ivcy DrqI ivcy pwxI ivic kwst Agin DrIjY ]

vichae dharathee vichae paanee vich kaasatt agan dhareejai |

Water is locked up in the earth, and fire is locked up in wood.

bkrI isMGu iekqY Qwie rwKy mn hir jip BRmu Bau dUir kIjY ]3]

bakaree singh eikathai thaae raakhae man har jap bhram bho dhoor keejai |3|

The sheep and the lions are kept in one place; O mortal, meditate on the Lord, and your doubts and fears shall be removed.||3||

hir kI vifAweI dyKhu sMqhu hir inmwixAw mwxu dyvwey ]

har kee vaddiaaee dhaekhahu santhahu har nimaaniaa maan dhaevaaeae |

So behold the glorious greatness of the Lord, O Saints; the Lord blesses the dishonored with honor.

ijau DrqI crx qly qy aUpir AwvY iqau nwnk swD jnw jgqu Awix sBu pYrI pwey ]4]1]12]

jio dharathee charan thalae thae oopar aavai thio naanak saadh janaa jagath aan sabh pairee paaeae |4|1|12|

As dust rises from underfoot, O Nanak, so does the Lord make all people fall at the feet of the Holy.||4||1||12||


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