ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਜਪਿ ਅਨਤ ਤਰੰਗਾ ॥
har har naam jap anat tarangaa.
Chant the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, in endless waves of joy.
ਜਪਿ ਜਪਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਗੁਰਮਤਿ ਸਾਲਾਹੀ ਮਾਰਿਆ ਕਾਲੁ ਜਮਕੰਕਰ ਭੁਇਅੰਗਾ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
jap jap naam gurmat saalaahee maari-aa kaal jamkankar bhu-i-angaa. ||1|| rahaa-o.
Chant and repeat the Naam; through the Guru's Teachings praise the Lord, and slay the horrible serpent of the Messenger of Death. ||1||Pause||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Chant the Name in wave after wave of joy.
Chant and repeat it; through the Guru's teaching praise the One, and the dreadful serpent of death is slain.
Joyful praise can slay the serpent of the fear of death.
The Pause overflows with "endless waves of joy," and gives the Name a power over the last fear: praising the One "slays the horrible serpent of the Messenger of Death." The fear of death, coiled and venomous, is killed not by force but by joy — the soul absorbed in praise has nothing left for death to poison.
A Question to Sit With
What feeling, when it fills you, leaves no room for fear?
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