SGGSAng 1220Raag SarangMahalla 57 linesGuru Arjan Dev Ji

swrg mhlw 5 ]

aucwrx swrg mh`lw pMjvw

saarag mehalaa 5 ||

Saarang, Fifth Mehl:

pRB jI moih kvnu AnwQu ibcwrw ]

prabh jee mohi kavan anaathh bichaaraa ||

O Dear God, I am wretched and helpless!

kvn mUl qy mwnuKu kirAw iehu prqwpu quhwrw ]1] rhwau ]

kavan mool thae maanukh kariaa eihu parathaap thuhaaraa ||1|| rehaao ||

From what source did you create humans? This is Your Glorious Grandeur. ||1||Pause||

jIA pRwx srb ky dwqy gux khy n jwih Apwrw ]

jeea praan sarab kae dhaathae gun kehae n jaahi apaaraa ||

You are the Giver of the soul and the breath of life to all; Your Infinite Glories cannot be spoken.

sB ky pRIqm sRb pRiqpwlk srb GtW AwDwrw ]1]

aucwrx pRiq-pwlk: 'pR' ishwrI rihq bolo

sabh kae preetham srab prathipaalak sarab ghattaan aadhhaaraa ||1||

You are the Beloved Lord of all, the Cherisher of all, the Support of all hearts. ||1||

koie n jwxY qumrI giq imiq Awpih eyk pswrw ]

koe n jaanai thumaree gath mith aapehi eaek pasaaraa ||

No one knows Your state and extent. You alone created the expanse of the Universe.

swD nwv bYTwvhu nwnk Bv swgru pwir auqwrw ]2]58]81]

saadhh naav baithaavahu naanak bhav saagar paar outhaaraa ||2||58||81||

Please, give me a seat in the boat of the Holy; O Nanak, thus I shall cross over this terrifying world-ocean, and reach the other shore. ||2||58||81||