ਸਰਬ ਕਾਰਜ ਸਿਧਿ ਭਏ ਗਾਇ ਗੁਨ ਗੁਪਾਲ ॥
sarab kaaraj siDh bha-ay gaa-ay gun gupaal.
All affairs are successfuly resolved, singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord of the World.
ਮਿਲਿ ਸਾਧਸੰਗਤਿ ਪ੍ਰਭੂ ਸਿਮਰੇ ਨਾਠਿਆ ਦੁਖ ਕਾਲ ॥੧॥
mil saaDhsangat parabhoo simray naathi-aa dukh kaal. ||1||
Joining the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, I dwell upon God, and the pain of death is taken away. ||1||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Singing the praises of the Lord of the World, everything I set out to do comes right.
Joining the Sangat, I remember the One, and the pain of death runs away.
In the Sangat, tangled things loosen and heavy shadows lift.
Sing the praises of the One and remember the One in the Sangat, and every task comes right and the pain of death runs away.
Sarab kaaraj siDh: all affairs come right, through praise. Mil saaDhsangat: joining the Sangat — people gathered together to remember the One. NaaThi-aa dukh kaal: the pain of death runs away. The fear of the end loses its hold where people remember the One together.
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