hir ky nwm ibnu JUTy sgl pwswry ]1] rhwau ]
har kay naam bin jhoothay sagal paasaaray. ||1|| rahaa-o.
Without the Name of the Lord, all ostentatious displays are useless. ||1||Pause||

nwmu qyro Awsno nwmu qyro aursw nwmu qyrw kysro ly iCtkwry ]
naam tayro aasno naam tayro ursaa naam tayraa kaysro lay chhitkaaray.
Your Name is my prayer mat, and Your Name is the stone to grind the sandalwood. Your Name is the saffron which I take and sprinkle in offering to You.

nwmu qyrw AMBulw nwmu qyro cMdno Gis jpy nwmu ly quJih kau cwry ]1]
naam tayraa ambhulaa naam tayro chandno ghas japay naam lay tujheh ka-o chaaray. ||1||
Your Name is the water, and Your Name is the sandalwood. The chanting of Your Name is the grinding of the sandalwood. I take it and offer all this to You. ||1||

nwmu qyrw dIvw nwmu qyro bwqI nwmu qyro qylu ly mwih pswry ]
naam tayraa deevaa naam tayro baatee naam tayro tayl lay maahi pasaaray.
Your Name is the lamp, and Your Name is the wick. Your Name is the oil I pour into it.

nwm qyry kI joiq lgweI BieE auijAwro Bvn sglwry ]2]
naam tayray kee jot lagaa-ee bha-i-o uji-aaro bhavan saglaaray. ||2||
Your Name is the light applied to this lamp, which enlightens and illuminates the entire world. ||2||

nwmu qyro qwgw nwmu PUl mwlw Bwr ATwrh sgl jUTwry ]
naam tayro taagaa naam fool maalaa bhaar athaarah sagal joothaaray.
Your Name is the thread, and Your Name is the garland of flowers. The eighteen loads of vegetation are all too impure to offer to You.

qyro kIAw quJih ikAw Arpau nwmu qyrw quhI cvr Folwry ]3]
tayro kee-aa tujheh ki-aa arpa-o naam tayraa tuhee chavar dholaaray. ||3||
Why should I offer to You, that which You Yourself created? Your Name is the fan, which I wave over You. ||3||

ds ATw ATsTy cwry KwxI iehY vrqix hY sgl sMswry ]
das athaa athsathay chaaray khaanee ihai vartan hai sagal sansaaray.
The whole world is engrossed in the eighteen Puraanas, the sixty-eight sacred shrines of pilgrimage, and the four sources of creation.

khY rivdwsu nwmu qyro AwrqI siq nwmu hY hir Bog quhwry ]4]3]
kahai ravidaas naam tayro aartee sat naam hai har bhog tuhaaray. ||4||3||
Says Ravi Daas, Your Name is my Aartee, my lamp-lit worship-service. The True Name, Sat Naam, is the food which I offer to You. ||4||3||