The Lord's Saints are immaculately pure; they are beyond pleasure and pain, beyond greed and attachment

Consider this well, O Saints, O Siblings of Destiny - search your own hearts, seek and find Him there. The Beauty and the Light of the Lord, Har, Har, is present in all.

Have Mercy upon me, O Lord, Sustainer of the world. The dust of the feet of the Saints is all the treasure I need. In the Company of the True Guru, one's investment remains intact. Nanak is awake to the Love of the Supreme Lord.

Greed is a dog; falsehood is a filthy street-sweeper.

Pride, emotional attachment, greed and corruption are gone;one can not place anything else, other than the Lord, within his consciousness

The dogs of greed are with me. In the early morning, they continually bark at the wind. Falsehood is my dagger; through deception, I eat the carcasses of the dead. I live as a wild hunter, O Creator!