Province: Maharastra
Total number of hymns in the Siri Guru Granth Sahib: 60

Bhagat Nam Dev was a celebrated saint whose name was a household word for the people of Maharastra. They chanted his hymns amidst their families.

He was born in the village of Narsi Bamni in the Satara District of Maharastra. His father was Dam Setti and mother Gonna Bai. He was inspired to bhagati by his father and later became a disciple of Vishoba Kheehar. They say that once when his maternal grandfather was to go out somewhere, he instructed Nam Dev to offer milk to God. Following the instructions, he created such an atmosphere that God drank the milk.

Another time, Nam Dev was absorbed in meditation, the proud Brahmans jealous of his spiritual attainments, threw him out of the temple saying that being a Sudra he had no business to be in a holy place. Nam Dev bore the humiliation calmly and sat outside the back wall of the temple and plunged into deep meditation. Moved by his love and devotion, God performed a miracle and the temple gate moved to where Nam Dev was sitting. See this the Brahmans recognised his greatness and besought him for forgiveness. Nam Dev himself described this event.

Extracted from Gurbani De Racheta by Abnashi and Guruvinder Singh

Shabad by Bhagat Nam Dev in the Siri Guru Granth Sahib where the temple rotated towards his direction as he was not allowed to sit in there.

Laughing and playing, I came to Your Temple, O Lord.
While Naam Dayv was worshipping, he was grabbed and driven out. || 1 ||

I am of a low social class, O Lord;
why was I born into a family of fabric dyers? || 1 || Pause ||

I picked up my blanket and went back, to sit behind the temple. || 2 ||

As Naam Dayv uttered the Glorious Praises of the Lord,
the temple turned around to face the Lord’s humble devotee. || 3 || 6 |

Shabad by Bhagat Nam Dev in the Siri Guru Granth Sahib on how he had the darshan of the Lord.

Nam Dev milked the brown cow,
and brought a cup of milk and a jug of water to his family god. || 1 ||

Please drink this milk, O my Sovereign Lord God. Drink this milk and my mind will be happy.
Otherwise, my father will be angry with me. || 1 || Pause ||

Taking the golden cup, Nam Dev filled it with the ambrosial milk,
and placed it before the Lord. || 2 ||

The Lord looked upon Nam Dev and smiled.
This one devotee abides within my heart. || 3 ||

The Lord drank the milk, and the devotee returned home.
Thus did Nam Dev come to receive the Blessed Vision of the Lord’s Darshan. || 4 || 3 ||