Sri Guru Granth Sahib Quotes
Your breath comes to its end, O my merchant friend, and your shoulders are weighed down by the tyrant of old age. Not one iota of virtue came into you, O my merchant friend; bound and gagged by evil, you are driven along.
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I seek Your Sanctuary, O my Lord, Merciful to the meek, Ocean of Peace, my Guru.
- Sri Guru Granth Sahib
