Go into any synagogue, chuch, or mosque anywhere in the world, and pick up a prayer book. You'll find the same prayer, and it will be the most HOLY POEM ever written for Mankind. Most assuredly it will. Thanks for enlightening us.
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "AnkhAton" <ankha...@...> wrote: > > > > Adi Granth, . . Jap Ji - The Intro > > The Holy Book of > the Sikhs , which is very close to the Truth : > I typed it by hand with two fingers because this beautiful translation is > not on the Web and it Should ! > > It's a pity that the Sikhs after their 10 Gurus now > only consider the BOOK as their Guru > Somewhat like the Christians see Bread & Wine > > The textes are terrific > and there is a VERY NON DUALITY LINE IN THE MIDDLE > > JAP JI : > > By the Grace of the One Supreme Being, > The Eternal, > The All-pervading Purusha, > The Creator, Without Hate, Without Fear, > The Being Beyond Time, Self-existent, The Enlightener, Incarnated. > > True at the Beginning, True in the Primeval age > True is He and True He shall be. > > Thinking avails not, how so hard one thinks; > Nor silence avails, howsoever one shrinks Into oneself. > Nor hunger goes With the loads of the worlds. > Of a myriad cleverness, not one works. > > How then to be True ? > How rend the Veil of shame, untruth? > His Will°°° forsooth > Inborn in us, ingrained°°° in us, > Thou follow. > Thus is Truth attained > > The Mighty sing of His Might, and the Blessed of His Light, > some sing that He is distant Far, . . > some sing that He see-eth , watcheth All > > Oh Countless sing of countless things, . . He fills them all to overflowing. > > True is the Master, True is His Name, . . what offer to make to see His > Court, > What words to utter for His support? > meditate thou in the Ambrosial morn on the true Name. > > THEY WHO HEARKEN TO THE WORD OF THE LORD, > KNOW THE SKY THE EARTHS, THE BULL, THE ISLANDS, > THE SPHERES AND UNDERWORLDS, > Deathless become they who who hearken to the word, . . > A devotee is foreever joyed and his pain and sin are destroyed. > > THEY WHO HEARKEN TO THE WORD OF THE LORD, > fathom the deeps of virtue all, > are Glorious like a King, a SHEIKH , a PIR Divine, . . > even the Blind will see the Path Sublime. > > They who hear the Word , are the creations Cream, . . > The are the ones approved suprime, . . > are honoured in the court of God, -such beings-, > look beautious in the Counsels of Kings > they fix their minds on the one Master only > they say and do what's thoughtful, Holy . . > > And know that Gods doings are beyond the count of us beings, - > Who is it that supports them, . . 't is God, > Whose eternal finger has writ the features, . . and color , kind and form > of all creatures . . > Oh, would one dare to write the account, . . How staggering the count > > How Great is His Power, . . How striking His Beauty, . . and of his gifts , > Oh, who could tell with surity > > One Word and the whole Universe throbbed into being, > and myriads rivers of Life came gushing, . . > > Powerless am I , Oh Lord , to describe what thy excellence be, . . > sacrifice am I a myriad times unto thee, . . > that what pleaseth Thee is the only good done, . . O THOU the Eternal The > Formless One > > Countless the ways of Recitation, . . Countless the ways of Devotion, > Countless the ways of worship, . . countless the aussterities, their > hardships, . . > Countless the books, . . countless the reciters, . .Countless the yogis, . > .. Countless the men of piety, . .countless the men of merci > Countless the devotees on Thee ruminate, . . in Silence meditate . . > Countless the Heroes who face the steel, . . how powerless I feel Oh Lord, > . . > To tell what Thy Excellence be, . . sacrifice I am a myriad times unto Thee. > > That what pleaseth thee is the only good done, . . Oh Thou > The Eternal, The formless One . > > Countless the Unwise in black ignorance reel, . . > Countless the usurpers and those that steel, . . > Countless the Rulers who force their way, . . . > countless the cut-throats whom violence sways, . . > Countless the sinners whom sin engages, . . > countless the liars who wander in Mazes, . . > Countless the wretches , . . have filth as fill, . . > countless the slanderers, carrying loads of evil, . . > > This thinks Nanak, the lowliest of the lowly, . . > Sacrifice I am unto Thee Oh Holy, . . > > That what pleaseth thee is the only good done, . . Oh Thou > The Eternal, The formless One . > > Countless Thy Names, . .Countless thy Places, Oh Lord, . . > Countless Thy Spheres beyond all thought, . . > Oh count there cannot be, what power have I to tell what Thy excellence be, . > . > Sacrifice am I, a myriad times unto Thee. > > > When the hands, feet , body are soiled, water washes them pure, . . > When the clothes are spoiled > soap cleans them sure, . . when the mind is polluted by sin and > shame, 't s cleansed by the Love of The Name > Oh Primal word, Nirankar , Hail to Thee, Thou that are Truth, ever-joy, > Beauty, - > How to describe Him . . know Him best, > Yea, they say all they know , . . one wiser than the rest. > > Great is The Master, Great is His Name, - > All that is proceeds from Him, . . > He, who thinks of >Himself much is vain, . . and will look small in God's > Domain > A King who's dominion is like an Ocean and > has a Mind like a Mountain equals not a worm in whom dwells The Lord > > Limitless his praise, . .Limitless its ways, . . Limetless His workings, > . . > Limitless his givings > Limitless the Sounds, . . Limitless the sights, . . > Limitless the mysteries of His Mind . . > Limitless the Creation, . . Limitless the expanse, . . > Oh countless struggle to find , Who can? > > The more one says , the more is Yet to say, . . > Great is The Lord , . . High , High is His Mansion > To know the Highest of the High one may try, . . > If one be as high as He, . . HE alone knows How Great He be. > It's GRACE that brings us Merci. > > THE MAN WHO KNOWS GOD, . . HE REALLY CREATED THE UNIVERSES. > > Priceless the virtues, . . priceless the Trade, . . > priceless the customers, . . priceless the purchase, > priceless the dealers, priceless the Treasures, > priceless the weight, priceless the Measures, > priceless the devotion, priceless the absorbtion, > priceless the Law Divine, priceless the Masters Court , > His Shrine, > Priceless , beyond word, beyont thought, > They who seek to tell, knowing it Not, . . > The Vedas say, the Bibles say, > and the Learned they read, . . > interpreting as they may. > > Say the Brahmas, say the Indras, say the Gopis, say the Krishnas, > say the Shivas, say the Siddhas, > say the many many Buddhas, . . . say the Demons, say the Gods, > the Seeers and the Sages, > some have said, . .some may say more, . . > others have said and left the shores, . . . . > > How Great He is, . . only the the True One knows, > and he who presumes and says he knows , . .is a fool > among fools and as such he goes. > > How does a human merge in the great peace of The Eternal Lord ? > > Oh, . . He who has the Masters Nectar Name in his Mind and > Dwells on it, becomes invaluable > and all vegetation seemeth in blossom and bloom to Him > > For Nanak, This is the Highest State of Bliss, . . that His Mind > remains imbued with Thy Name > Oh Tongue, utter thou the Lord's Praise, . . Night and Day, . > By the Lord's Grace do we dwell upon the Name > > HE HAS THOUSAND FINGERS ON HIS TRIGGER > > Sso far my dualistic but also NON-DUALISTIC typing - I'm not a Sikh - > They have all kind > of strange interpretations - exactly those the book is warning against > > After TEN great Gurus ( Nanak , the first Guru, a Arjen 1563-1606 & last one > Gobind 1666-1708) > they consider this Book as the Guru now. > The same strangeness > as Christians thinking about the Bread and Wine. > But the Praise here in is so beautifull. The book -4 volumes has a total of > 1500 pages - This is just One Page - The Introduction. > > Writers were Nanak and successors, but also Kabir, Bullah Shah, Maulana Rumi, > Hafiz and other Sufi, Persian and Muslim Saints. >
