How Amrit & Naam changes our life...

Guru Arjan Dev Jee Maharaaj describes how one's life is before receiving Amrit Naam and how with Guru Kirpaa's one's life changes:

ਆਸਾ ਮਹਲਾ ੫ ||

aasaa mehalaa 5 ||

Aasaa, Fifth Mehla:

ਅਪੁਸਟ ਬਾਤ ਤੇ ਭਈ ਸੀਧਰੀ ਦੂਤ ਦੁਸਟ ਸਜਨਈ ||

apustt baat te bhe-ee seedhharee dhoot dustt sajanee ||

That which was upside-down has been set upright; the deadly enemies and adversaries have become friends.

ਅੰਧਕਾਰ ਮਹਿ ਰਤਨੁ ਪ੍ਰਗਾਸਿਓ ਮਲੀਨ ਬੁਧਿ ਹਛਨਈ ||੧||

andhkaar mehi ratan pragaasiou maleen budh hachhanee ||1||

In the darkness, the jewel shines forth, and the impure understanding has become pure. ||1||

ਜਉ ਕਿਰਪਾ ਗੋਬਿੰਦ ਭਈ ||

jau kirpaa gobind bhe-ee ||

When the Lord of the Universe became merciful,

ਸੁਖ ਸੰਪਤਿ ਹਰਿ ਨਾਮ ਫਲ ਪਾਏ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਮਿਲਈ ||੧|| ਰਹਾਉ ||

sukh sampat har naam fal paae satgur mile-ee ||1|| rahaao ||

I have met the True Guru and obtained the fruit of wealth of peace and obtained Naam, the Lord's Name. ||1||Pause and reflect||

ਮੋਹਿ ਕਿਰਪਨ ਕਉ ਕੋਇ ਨ ਜਾਨਤ ਸਗਲ ਭਵਨ ਪ੍ਰਗਟਈ ||

mohi kirpan ko koe na jaanat sagal bhavan pragattee ||

No one knew me - the lowly person, but now, I have become famous all over the world.

ਸੰਗਿ ਬੈਠਨੋ ਕਹੀ ਨ ਪਾਵਤ ਹੁਣਿ ਸਗਲ ਚਰਣ ਸੇਵਈ ||੨||

sang baithano kehee na paavat hun sagal charan seve-ee ||2||

Before, no one would even sit with me, but now, all worship my feet. ||2||

ਆਢ ਆਢ ਕਉ ਫਿਰਤ ਢੂੰਢਤੇ ਮਨ ਸਗਲ ਤ੍ਰਿਸਨ ਬੁਝਿ ਗਈ ||

aadd aadd ko firat dhoondte man sagal trisan bujh ge-ee ||

I used to wander in search of pennies, but now, all the desires of my mind are satisfied.

ਏਕੁ ਬੋਲੁ ਭੀ ਖਵਤੋ ਨਾਹੀ ਸਾਧਸੰਗਤਿ ਸੀਤਲਈ ||੩||

eik bol bhe-ee khavato naahee saadhsangat seetale-ee ||3||

I could not bear even one criticism, but now, in the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, I am cooled and soothed. ||3||

ਏਕ ਜੀਹ ਗੁਣ ਕਵਨ ਵਖਾਨੈ ਅਗਮ ਅਗਮ ਅਗਮਈ ||

eik jeeh gun kavan vakhaanai agam agam agamee ||

What Glorious Virtues of the Inaccessible, Unfathomable, Profound Lord can one mere tongue describe?

ਦਾਸੁ ਦਾਸ ਦਾਸ ਕੋ ਕਰੀਅਹੁ ਜਨ ਨਾਨਕ ਹਰਿ ਸਰਣਈ ||੪||੨||੧੨੪||

daas daas daas ko kareeahu jan naanak har sarnee ||4||2||124||

Please, make me the slave of the slave of Your slaves; servant Nanak seeks the Lord's Sanctuary. ||4||2||124||

(Ang 402)