Sorat'h, First Mehl:

I am a wicked sinner and a great hypocrite; You are the Immaculate and Formless Lord. Tasting the Ambrosial Nectar, I am imbued with supreme bliss; O Lord and Master, I seek Your Sanctuary. ||1||

O Creator Lord, You are the honor of the dishonored. In my lap is the honor and glory of the wealth of the Name; I merge into the True Word of the Shabad. ||Pause||

You are perfect, while I am worthless and imperfect. You are profound, while I am trivial. My mind is imbued with You, day and night and morning, O Lord; my tongue chants Your Name, and my mind meditates on You. ||2||

You are True, and I am absorbed into You; through the mystery of the Shabad, I shall ultimately become True as well. Those who are imbued with the Naam day and night are pure, while those who die to be reborn are impure. ||3||

I do not see any other like the Lord; who else should I praise? No one is equal to Him. Prays Nanak, I am the slave of His slaves; by Guru's Instruction, I know Him. ||4||5||

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Translation of the Shabad by Singh Sahib Sant Singh Jee Khalsa, MD, USA