The Lord has heard my sad cries from within; He has called me, His minstrel, into His Presence.

My Lord and Master has summoned me, His minstrel, to the True Mansion of His Presence. He has dressed me in the robes of His True Praise and Glory.

The Lord Himself beholds all; His Immanent Presence is pervading everywhere.

I have heard one thing, that the One Lord alone is fearless.

The True Lord, the Formless One, is Himself in His Own Place. I have heard, over and over again, and so I tell the tale; as it pleases You, Lord, please instill within me the yearning for You.

Servant Nanak serves the Lord, the Banker; he shall never again be called to render his account.