ਸਚੁ ਤੀਰਥਿ ਨਾਵਹੁ ਹਰਿ ਗੁਣ ਗਾਵਹੁ ॥
sach tirath naavhu har gun gaavhu.
Bathe at the sacred shrine of Truth, and sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord.
ਤਤੁ ਵੀਚਾਰਹੁ ਹਰਿ ਲਿਵ ਲਾਵਹੁ ॥
tat veechaarahu har liv laavhu.
Reflect upon the essence of reality, and lovingly focus your consciousness on the Lord.
ਅੰਤ ਕਾਲਿ ਜਮੁ ਜੋਹਿ ਨ ਸਾਕੈ ਹਰਿ ਬੋਲਹੁ ਰਾਮੁ ਪਿਆਰਾ ਹੇ ॥੫॥
ant kaal jam johi na saakai har bolhu raam pi-aaraa hay. ||5||
At the very last moment, the Messenger of Death will not be able to touch you, if you chant the Name of the Beloved Lord. ||5||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Let Truth itself be the sacred water you bathe in, and sing the wonder of the One.
Think on what is real, and rest your heart lovingly on the One.
Then, even at the very last moment of life, holding the Beloved's Name, there is nothing at all to fear — only a gentle going home.
Bathe in Truth now, and the last moment becomes a gentle going home.
The pilgrimage (tirath) is inward: bathing in Truth itself. Whoever says the Beloved's Name meets the last moment (ant kaal) free of fear; death's messenger cannot touch them.
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