The wise always take cleansing baths. At the time of death, and at the time of birth, they are purified, when water is poured on their heads.

Nanak builds his house upon that site where there is no death, no birth, and no old age.

Blessed is the mother who gave birth; blessed and respected is the father of one who serves the True Guru and finds peace. His arrogant pride is banished from within. Standing at the Lord's Door, the humble Saints serve Him; they find the Treasure of Excellence.

Meditating, meditating, meditating in remembrance on Him, singing His Glorious Praises, the noose of death is cut away.

Those who go around acting in egotism are struck down by the Messenger of Death with his club.

Becoming a true Muslim, a disciple of the faith of Mohammed, let him put aside the delusion of death and life.