Granth Sahib Quotes (1688 Quotes)

People do not enshrine love for the Truth they chase after worldly affairs instead.

Chant the Lord's Name and contemplate the Lord of the World, twenty-four hours a day. He preserves our soul, our breath of life, body and wealth. By His Grace, He protects our soul.

If the Lord were to set me upon a throne, I would still be His slave. If I were a grass-cutter, I would still chant the Lord's Name. Servant Nanak is the slave of the Lord contemplate the Glorious Greatness of the Lord

As I have seen Him, so have I described Him. This Sublime Essence comes only to one who knows the Mystery of the Lord. His light merges into the Light, and he finds peace. O servant Nanak, this is all the Extension of the One.

If the mind becomes balanced and detached, and comes to dwell in its own true home, imbued with the Fear of God, then it enjoys the essence of supreme spiritual wisdom it shall never feel hunger again.

By speaking and hearing these Praises, they are not used up.

My soul is burning like fire, and the knife is cutting deep. Prays Nanak, recognizing the Lord's Command, I am at peace, day and night.

Lord of the Universe saves the honor of His servants those who seek His Sanctuary are saved

O Nanak, he alone is known as honorable, whose honor the Lord preserves.

You are my hope, and You are my thirst. My mind is absorbed in You.

Make the effort, and chant the Lord's Name. O very fortunate ones, earn this wealth. In the Society of the Saints, meditate in remembrance on the Lord, and wash off the filth of countless incarnations.

Listen, O religious scholar, the One Lord alone is Wondrous no one can describe Him. He fascinates the angels, the celestial singers and the heavenly musicians he has strung the three worlds upon His Thread.

Please bless me with the dust of the Saints, O my Beloved. I have come and fallen at Your Door, O Lord.

The Husband is on the Bed, but the bride is asleep, and so she does not come to know Him. While I am asleep, my Husband Lord is awake. Where can I go for advice.

The conscious mind is engrossed in sexual desire, anger and Maya.

You Yourself unite, and You see Yourself close at hand. You Yourself are totally pervading amongst all.

Die before the one whom you love to live after he dies is to live a worthless life in this world.

I speak and chant His Praises, vibrating the instrument of my mind. The more I know Him, the more I vibrate it. The One, unto whom we vibrate and sing - how great is He, and where is His Place Those who speak of Him and praise Him - they all continue speaking of Him with love.

Those whom the Lord Himself misleads - whose hand can they take

Sing of the Lord Gobind with intuitive ease, in the Fear of the Guru you shall become radiant, and the filth of egotism shall depart. Remain in bliss forever, and perform devotional worship, day and night.

The strife of this world is evil these struggles are consuming it.

Again and again, we hear and tell stories we read and write and understand loads of knowledge, but still, desires increase day and night, and the disease of egotism fills us with corruption.

O Siblings of Destiny, filth is washed away by bathing in the Pure Water of the Name.

You may practice chanting, penance and austere self-discipline within your mind, but without the Name, life is useless.

One who remains dead while yet alive obtains the greatest happiness hereafter.

The Guru is the Giver the Guru is the House of ice. The Guru is the Light of the three worlds.

Under lord's command one becomes fearless all his fear departs

The soul-bride loves her Husband Lord she is embellished with His Love. She worships Him day and night she cannot be restrained from doing so.

With pen and paper, I have written clever things. I have seen what it is to be a chief, a king, and an emperor, but they do not satisfy the mind.

The boat of mind crosses over the water, carrying the true merchandise.

For the sake of it, you journey to sacred shrines and holy rivers but this priceless jewel is within your own heart.

O my Lord, I am so foolish save me, O my Lord God Your servant's praise is Your Own Glorious Greatness.

You long for the dignity of a long life, but your eyes can no longer see anything.

The Giver of peace is eternally blissful.

Those humble beings who are in love with the True Guru are pure and true. They act in harmony with the Will of the True Guru they shed the poison of ego and corruption.

No one can know His Value no one can weigh it. He dwells deep within the mind and body.

Please unite me with the True Guru, my breath of life through Him, O my Lord and Master, You are known.

My Lord and Master implants the Truth. By Guru's Grace, one's consciousness is attached to the Truth.

O Giver of Peace. Please, take me into Your Embrace.

Filth does not stick to the body of one who has secured a dwelling in his True Home.

By great good fortune, I meet my God, and then all pain of separation departs.

My mind and body are imbued with love for the Lord. I sacrifice everything for Him.

I have searched my mind and body, through and through. How can I meet my Darling Beloved, O my mother

O mortal, you came here to earn a profit. What useless activities are you attached to Your life-night is coming to its end.

The extent of Your Command cannot be seen no one knows how to write it. Even if a hundred poets met together, they could not describe even a tiny bit of it. No one has found Your Value they all merely write what they have heard again and again.

The Light which is pervading among all is Immaculate.

O mind, love the Lord, as the lotus loves the water. Tossed about by the waves, it still blossoms with love.

Throughout the other seven watches of the day, it is good to speak the Truth, and sit with the spiritually wise. There, vice and virtue are distinguished, and the capital of falsehood is decreased. There, the counterfeit are cast aside, and the genuine are cheered.

If some sinner speaks evil of lord, the Messenger of Death chews him up

Tear down skepticism and dispel your doubt with your intuition, draw the bow of the Praise of the Lord