Siree Raag, First Mehl:
I have no anxiety about dying, and no hope of living.
You are the Cherisher of all beings; You keep the account of our breaths and morsels of food.
You abide within the Gurmukh. As it pleases You, You decide our allotment. ||1||
O my soul, chant the Name of the Lord; the mind will be pleased and appeased.
The raging fire within is extinguished; the Gurmukh obtains spiritual wisdom. ||1||Pause||
Know the state of your inner being; meet with the Guru and get rid of your skepticism.
To reach your True Home after you die, you must conquer death while you are still alive.