What is that way, by which the Lord's Praises might be sung? What is that intellect, by which this person might swim across, O mother?

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

Those whose minds are pleased by the Praises of the Lord, Har, Har, are joyful in the palaces of their own homes. Their mouths savor all the sweet delicacies when they sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord.

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.

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.