The Name Of Lord

Tears well up in my eyes,

my body has become weak,

and my hair has become milky-white.

My throat is tight,

and I cannot utter even one word;

what can I do now?

I am a mere mortal. || 1 ||

 

O Lord, my King,

Gardener of the world-garden,

be my Physician,

and save me, Your Saint. || 1 || Pause ||

 

My head aches,

my body is burning,

and my heart is filled with anguish.

Such is the disease that has struck me;

there is no medicine to cure it. || 2 ||

 

The Name of the Lord,

the ambrosial, immaculate water,

is the best medicine in the world.

By Guru's Grace, says servant Bheekhan,

I have found the Door of Salvation. || 3 || 1 ||

 

(SRI GURU GRANTH SAHIB ANG :659)

 

 

 

 

nYnhu nIru bhY qnu KInw Bey kys duD vwnI ]

rUDw kMTu sbdu nhI aucrY Ab ikAw krih prwnI ]1]

 

rwm rwie hoih bYd bnvwrI ]

Apny sMqh lyhu aubwrI ]1] rhwau ]

 

mwQy pIr srIir jlin hY krk kryjy mwhI ]

AYsI bydn aupij KrI BeI vw kw AauKDu nwhI ]2]

 

hir kw nwmu AMimRq jlu inrmlu iehu AauKDu jig swrw ]

gur prswid khY jnu BIKnu pwvau moK duAwrw]3]1]