rwgu soriT bwxI Bgq BIKn kI

aucwrx rwgu soriT bwxI Bgq BIKn kI, 'BIKn' 'n' nwl bolo

raag sorath baanee bhagath bheekhan kee

Raag Sorat'h, The Word Of Devotee Bheekhan Jee:

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aucwrx <> : ie`k-EAMkwr

ik oankaar sathigur prasaadh ||

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

nYnhu nIru bhY qnu KInw Bey kys duD vwnI ]

nainahu neer behai than kheenaa bheae kaes dhudhh vaanee ||

Tears well up in my eyes, my body has become weak, and my hair has become milky-white.

rUDw kMTu sbdu nhI aucrY Ab ikAw krih prwnI ]1]

roodhhaa kanth sabadh nehee oucharai ab kiaa karehi paraanee ||1||

My throat is tight, and I cannot utter even one word; what can I do now? I am a mere mortal. ||1||

rwmrwie hoih bYd bnvwrI ]

raam raae hohi baidh banavaaree ||

O Lord, my King, Gardener of the world-garden, be my Physician,

Apny sMqh lyhu aubwrI ]1] rhwau ]

apanae santheh laehu oubaaree ||1|| rehaao ||

And save me, Your Saint. ||1||Pause||

mwQy pIr srIir jlin hY krk kryjy mwhI ]

maathhae peer sareer jalan hai karak karaejae maahee ||

My head aches, my body is burning, and my heart is filled with anguish.

AYsI bydn aupij KrI BeI vw kw AauKDu nwhI ]2]

aucwrx vw kw: v`Krw krky

aisee baedhan oupaj kharee bhee vaa kaa aoukhadhh naahee ||2||

Such is the disease that has struck me; there is no medicine to cure it. ||2||

hir kw nwmu AMimRq jlu inrmlu iehu AauKDu jig swrw ]

har kaa naam anmrith jal niramal eihu aoukhadhh jag saaraa ||

The Name of the Lord, the ambrosial, immaculate water, is the best medicine in the world.

gurprswid khY jnu BIKnu pwvau moKduAwrw ]3]1]

aucwrx moK-duAwrw: sbµDk krky bolo

gur parasaadh kehai jan bheekhan paavo mokh dhuaaraa ||3||1||

By Guru's Grace, says servant Bheekhan, I have found the Door of Salvation. ||3||1||