Sin is a stone which does not float. .
Now my joys are few, and my pains are many. In utter agony, I pass my life.
Born because of the karma of their past mistakes, they make more mistakes, and fall into mistakes.
The world is burning in the fire of desire, in greed, arrogance and excessive ego.
When the mind is cleaned with the jewel of spiritual wisdom, it does not become dirty again. .
The Giver of peace is eternally blissful.
Faith, contentment and tolerance are the food and provisions of the angels. They obtain the Perfect Vision of the Lord, while those who gossip find no place of rest.
Give up your selfishness, and you shall find peace; like water mingling with water, you shall merge in absorption.
Whatever pleases You is a pure action of karma.
The waves of desire in the world-ocean are intoxicating wine. .
My mind is imbued with the Lord's Love; it is dyed a deep crimson. Truth and charity are my white clothes. The blackness of sin is erased by my wearing of blue clothes, and meditation on the Lord's Lotus Feet is my robe of honor.
let the Fear of God be the boat to carry your soul across. .
Intuitive peace and poise, contentment, enduring satisfaction and bliss come through the Pleasure of the Master's Will.
Meeting the True One, Truth wells up. The truthful are absorbed into the True Lord. Intuitive understanding is obtained and one is welcomed with honor, through the Guru's Word, filled with the Fear of God. O Nanak, the True King absorbs us into Himself.
True wealth does not burn; it cannot be stolen by a thief. .
While you are alive, conquer death, and you shall have no regrets in the end.
For the sake of it, you journey to sacred shrines and holy rivers; but this priceless jewel is within your own heart.
What good is social class and status? Truthfulness is measured within. Pride in one's status is like poison - holding it in your hand and eating it, you shall die.
You are my Companion; You are my Best Friend. You are my Beloved; I am in love with You. You are my honor; You are my decoration. Without You, I cannot survive, even for an instant.
As she has planted, so does she harvest; such is the field of karma.
You are the Ocean of Water, and I am Your fish. Your Name is the drop of water, and I am a thirsty sparrow-hawk.
Your Face is so Beautiful, and the Sound of Your Words imparts intuitive wisdom. It is so long since this sparrow-hawk has had even a glimpse of water.
The jewel emerged from the water, when the mountain of gold was used to churn it.
The jewel of the soul is priceless, and yet it is being squandered like this, in exchange for a mere shell.
Serve your True Lord and Master, and you shall be blessed with true greatness. By Guru's Grace, He abides in the mind, and egotism is driven out. This wandering mind comes to rest, when the Lord casts His Glance of Grace.