Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One shows itself through all the worlds.
Age after age it is the great Giver — there is no other.
Keep me however pleases You; You are the one who keeps me.
I ask only for the joy of praising You, and that itself becomes my honor.
When I stay awake and aware, I am close to You; when You draw me in, I melt into You.
I sing Your victory, Life of the world — and following the Guru's teaching, a person surely merges into the One.
Daataa — the Giver of every age. Jaagat jaag rahaa tudh bhaavaa — staying awake and aware pleases the One. Bees ikees — twenty becomes twenty-one: the many merge into the One. Praise itself is both the request and the honor received.
What's something you're grateful for that you've never said out loud?
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