In Thee, O Lord, are merits; in me all demerits: Nanak hath this one representation to make.
Every night is for the virtuous woman; may I though
unchaste obtain a night also![1]
Nurshah grew weary of her efforts. She felt that her ill success was the result of her sins. Her women then, beating drums, stood in front of the Guru, and began to dance and sing. He on that occasion com posed the following hymn:—
The impulses of my heart are my cymbals and madiras. [2]
The world is my drum; this is the music that playeth for me.
Saints like Narad dance under the influence of this Kal age. [3]
They who call themselves continent and virtuous also enter the dance.
Nanak, I am a sacrifice to the Name.
The world is blind in the opinion of those who know the Lord.
Contrary to custom, a disciple eateth from the hand of
his guru,
And goeth and dwelleth with him only for the sake of food. [4]
If man were to live and eat hundreds of years,
Only that day would be acceptable in which he recognized the Lord.
Compassion is not exercised by merely beholding a suitor;[5]
There is no one who receiveth or giveth not bribes.
The king dispenseth justice when his palm is filled.
If a man make a request for God s sake nobody heedeth
him.
Nanak, men nowadays are men only in shape and name:
- ↑ She has grown grey in sin, and is not desirable to her Husband.
- ↑ The madīras were struck with a stick, and somewhat corresponded to European triangles.
- ↑ Even saints dance for pleasure, and not for the love of God in this age.
- ↑ This is described as a custom of this degenerate age. The proper course would be for the disciple to feed his master.
- ↑ A bribe must be paid to the judge.
