User talk:Jujhar.pannu
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O great God, grant me this boon, I should never waver from doing righteous deeds. I should never fear fighting the evil forces in the battle of life. Instead, let my self-confidence ensure my victory. In the heart of my heart, I should ever long, To sing thy praises like a Sikh. And when the hour of mortality of this body arrives, I should die fighting on the battle field with unbounded courage. (Swaiyya)
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We, the devotees must tell our plight to the Lord, Without Him, the luxury of soft beds is agony The flask of drinks are like a cross, Pleasures of Palaces are like living among snakes if thou art away The goblet is poison and the cup a dagger. I would rather love this state with my beloved Lord, than live in the burning hell with strangers.
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