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ANG 529: DAYV-GANDHAAREE, FIFTH HOUSE:
The Lord God is my praanaa, my very breath of life He is the Giver of peace. By Guru’s Grace, only a few know Him. || Pause ||
Your Saints are Your Beloveds; death does not consume them.
They are dyed in the deep crimson color of Your Love. They are intoxicated with the sublime essence of the Lord’s Name. || 1 ||
The greatest sins, and millions of pains and diseases are destroyed by Your Gracious Glance, O God. While sleeping and waking, Nanak sings the Lord’s Name, Har, Har, Har; he falls at the Guru’s feet.

The message is that your own soul is your soulmate. The love of Naam and the longing for the One are the true expressions of love. All other love is a reflection of that One True Love.

ANG 529: DAYV-GANDHAAREE, FIFTH HOUSE:
The Lord God is my praanaa, my very breath of life He is the Giver of peace. By Guru’s Grace, only a few know Him. || Pause ||
Your Saints are Your Beloveds; death does not consume them.
They are dyed in the deep crimson color of Your Love. They are intoxicated with the sublime essence of the Lord’s Name. || 1 ||
The greatest sins, and millions of pains and diseases diseases, are destroyed by Your Gracious Glance, O God. While sleeping and waking, Nanak sings the Lord’s Name, chants 'Har, Har, Har, Har; he Har' and falls at the Guru’s feet.

The message is that your own soul is your soulmate. The love of Naam and the longing for the One are the true expressions of love. All other love is a reflection of that One True Love.

ANG 529: DAYV-GANDHAAREE, FIFTH HOUSE:
The Lord God is my praanaa, my very breath of life He is the Giver of peace. By Guru’s Grace, only a few know Him. || Pause ||
Your Saints are Your Beloveds; death does not consume them.
They are dyed in the deep crimson color of Your Love. They are intoxicated with the sublime essence of the Lord’s Name. || 1 ||
The greatest sins, and millions of pains and diseases, are destroyed by Your Gracious Glance, O God. While sleeping and waking, Nanak chants 'Har, Har, Har' and falls at the Guru’s feet.

The message is that your own soul is your soulmate. The love of Naam and the longing for the One are the true expressions of love. All other love is a reflection of that One True Love.