Praiseworthy is the tongue which sings the Lord's Glorious Praises.

As metal merges with metal, those who chant the Praises of the Lord are absorbed into the Praiseworthy Lord. Like the poppies, they are dyed in the deep crimson color of Truthfulness. Those contented souls who meditate on the Lord with single-minded love, meet the True Lord.

One's hopes are fulfilled in an instant, chanting the Glorious Praises of the Lord, Har, Har, Har.

With each and every breath, Nanak sings the Lord's Praises. The True Guru has covered my sins.

Pure are those who speak, and sanctified are those who hear and sing, forever and ever, the Glorious Praises of the Lord of the Universe. Says Nanak, when the Lord bestows His Mercy, all one's efforts are fulfilled.

Lord has purified the sinners in an instant;one cannot express His Glorious Praises