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They, through whose vision millions of sins are washed off,and meeting with whose society, this dreadful world-ocean is crossed.They alone are my friends and they alone the dear intimates.who make me remember the God's Name.The Lord alone is my Friend, by hearing whose word all the comforts are obtained.Through whose service the Death's courier are shunted off.Whose consolation lends support to this soul,and by whose meditation the countenance becomes bright.The Lord's slaves, the Lord Himself embellishes.Nanak,
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