Ang-801 — Chapter 73

Gond:

Blessed is the Lord of the World. Blessed is the Divine Guru.

Blessed is that grain, by which the heart-lotus of the hungry blossoms forth.

Blessed are those Saints, who know this.

Meeting with them, one meets the Lord, the Sustainer of the World. ||1||

This grain comes from the Primal Lord God.

One chants the Naam, the Name of the Lord, only when he tastes this grain. ||1||Pause||

Meditate on the Naam, and meditate on this grain.

Mixed with water, its taste becomes sublime.

One who abstains from this grain,

loses his honor in the three worlds. ||2||

One who discards this grain, is practicing hypocrisy.

She is neither a happy soul-bride, nor a widow.

Those who claim in this world that they live on milk alone,

secretly eat whole loads of food. ||3||

Without this grain, time does not pass in peace.

Forsaking this grain, one does not meet the Lord of the World.

Says Kabeer, this I know:

blessed is that grain, which brings faith in the Lord and Master to the mind. ||4||8||11||

Raag Gond, The Word Of Naam Dayv Jee, First House:

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

The ritual sacrifice of horses,

giving one's weight in gold to charities,

and ceremonial cleansing baths -||1||

These are not equal to singing the Praises of the Lord's Name.

Meditate on your Lord, you lazy man! ||1||Pause||

Offering sweet rice at Gaya,

living on the river banks at Benares,

reciting the four Vedas by heart;||2||

Completing all religious rituals,

restraining sexual passion by the spiritual wisdom given by the Guru,

and performing the six rituals;||3||

Expounding on Shiva and Shakti

O man, renounce and abandon all these things.

Meditate, meditate in remembrance on the Lord of the Universe.

Meditate, O Naam Dayv, and cross over the terrifying world-ocean. ||4||1||

Gond:

The deer is lured by the sound of the hunter's bell;

it loses its life, but it cannot stop thinking about it. ||1||

In the same way, I look upon my Lord.

I will not abandon my Lord, and turn my thoughts to another. ||1||Pause||

As the fisherman looks upon the fish,

and the goldsmith looks upon the gold he fashions;||2||

As the man driven by sex looks upon another man's wife,

and the gambler looks upon the throwing of the dice -||3||

In the same way, wherever Naam Dayv looks, he sees the Lord.

Naam Dayv meditates continuously on the Feet of the Lord. ||4||2||

Gond:

Carry me across, O Lord, carry me across.

I am ignorant, and I do not know how to swim. O my Beloved Father, please give me Your arm. ||1||Pause||

I have been transformed from a mortal being into an angel, in an instant; the True Guru has taught me this.

Born of human flesh, I have conquered the heavens; such is the medicine I was given. ||1||

Please place me where You placed Dhroo and Naarad, O my Master.

With the Support of Your Name, so many have been saved; this is Naam Dayv's understanding. ||2||3||