This Shabad is by Guru Nanak Dev Ji in Raag Tilang on Pannaa 721
Reading in Gurmukhi
raag thila(n)g mehalaa 1 ghar 1
ik oa(n)kaar sath naam karathaa purakh nirabho niravair akaal moorath ajoonee saibha(n) gur prasaadh
yak araj gufatham paes tho dhar gos kun karathaar
hakaa kabeer kareem thoo baeaib paravadhagaar
dhuneeaa mukaamae faanee thehakeek dhil dhaanee
mam sar mooe ajaraaeel girafatheh dhil haech n dhaanee
rehaao
jan pisar padhar biraadharaa(n) kas naes dhasatha(n)geer
aakhir biafatham kas n dhaaradh choo(n) savadh thakabeer
sab roj gasatham dhar havaa karadhaem badhee khiaal
gaahae n naekee kaar karadham mam ea(n)aee chinee ahavaal
badhabakhath ham ch bakheel gaafil baenajar baebaak
naanak bugoyadh jan thuraa thaerae chaakaraa(n) paa khaak
Raag Tilang, First Mehla, First House:
One Universal Creator God. Truth Is The Name. Creative Being Personified. No Fear. No Hatred. Image Of The Undying. Beyond Birth. Self-Existent. By Guru's Grace:
I offer this one prayer to You; please listen to it, O Creator Lord.
You are true, great, merciful and spotless, O Cherisher Lord.
The world is a transitory place of mortality - know this for certain in your mind.
Azraa-eel, the Messenger of Death, has caught me by the hair on my head, and yet, I do not know it at all in my mind.
Pause
Spouse, children, parents and siblings - none of them will be there to hold your hand.
And when at last I fall, and the time of my last prayer has come, there shall be no one to rescue me.
Night and day, I wandered around in greed, contemplating evil schemes.
I never did good deeds; this is my condition.
I am unfortunate, miserly, negligent, shameless and without the Fear of God.
Says Nanak, I am Your humble servant, the dust of the feet of Your slaves.
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