27:7.7

In the realm of knowledge the light of divine knowledge is resplendent. There are heard songs from which millions of joys and pleasures proceed. Beauty is the attribute of the realm of happiness. There things are fashioned in an incomparable manner. What is done there cannot be described. Whoever endeavoureth to describe it shall afterwards repent. There are fashioned knowledge, wisdom, intellect, and understanding; And there too is fashioned the skill of demigods and men of supernatural power.

Force is the attribute of the realm of action. Incomparable are they who dwell therein. There are very powerful warriors and heroes They are filled with the might of Ram.- There are many Sitas in the midst of greatness, Their beauty cannot be described- They die not, neither are they led astray In whose hearts God dwelleth. There dwell congregations of saints; They rejoice; the True One is in their hearts. God dwelleth in the true realm. He looketh on its denizens with an eye of favour, and rendereth them happy. There are continents, worlds, and universes. Whoever trieth to describe them shall never arrive at an end. There are worlds upon worlds and forms upon forms. They fulfil their functions according to God's orders: God beholding and contemplating them is pleased. Nanak, to describe them would be impossible.

What is that gate, what is that mansion where Thou, God, sittest and watchest over all things? How many various and countless instruments are played! How many musicians, How many musical measures with their consorts, and how many singers sing Thee! Wind, water, and fire sing Thee; Dharmraj sings at Thy gate. The recording angels, who know how to write, and on whose record Dharmraj judgeth sing Thee. Ishar, Brahma, and Devi, ever beautiful as adorned by Thee, sing Thee. Indar seated on his throne with the gods at Thy gate sing Thee. Sidhs in meditation sing Thee; holy men in contemplation sing Thee. The continent, the true, and the patient sing Thee; unyielding heroes sing Thee. The pandits and the supreme Rikhis, reading their Veds, sing Thee in every age. The lovely celestial maids who beguile the heart in the upper, middle, and nether regions sing Thee. The jewels created by Thee with the sixty-eight places of Hindu pilgrimage sing Thee. Mighty warriors and divine heroes sing Thee; the four sources of life sing Thee. The continents, the worlds, and the universe made and supported by Thy hands sing Thee. The saints who please Thee, and who are imbued with Thy love sing Thee. The many others who sing Thee I cannot remember; how could Nanak recount them? That God is ever true, He is the true Lord, and the true Name. He who made this world is and shall be; He shall neither depart, nor be made to depart. He who created things of different colours, descriptions, and species, Beholdeth His handiwork which attesteth His greatness. He will do what pleaseth Himself; no order may be issued to Him. He is King, the King of kings, O Nanak; all remain subject to His will.