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This world is a garden, and
my Lord God is the Gardener. He takes care of it and nothing
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dwells in a broken-down shack, in tattered clothes, with no
social status, no honor and no respect; he wanders in the
wilderness, with no friend or lover, without wealth, beauty,
relatives or relations. Even so, he is the king of the whole
world, if his mind is imbued with the Lord's Name. With the
dust of his feet, men are redeemed, because God is very pleased
with him.
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Nanak seeks the company of the lowest of the
low class, the very lowest of the low. Why should he try to
compete with the great? In that place where the lowly are cared
for-there, the Blessings of Your Glance of Grace rain down.
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Make the effort, and you shall live; practicing
it, you shall enjoy peace. Meditating, you shall meet God, O
Nanak, and your anxiety shall vanish. |
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