ਤੁਧੁ ਆਗੈ ਅਰਦਾਸਿ ਹਮਾਰੀ ਜੀਉ ਪਿੰਡੁ ਸਭੁ ਤੇਰਾ ॥
tuDh aagai ardaas hamaaree jee-o pind sabh tayraa.
I offer my prayer to You; my body and soul are all Yours.
ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਸਭ ਤੇਰੀ ਵਡਿਆਈ ਕੋਈ ਨਾਉ ਨ ਜਾਣੈ ਮੇਰਾ ॥੪॥੧੦॥੪੯॥
kaho naanak sabh tayree vadi-aa-ee ko-ee naa-o na jaanai mayraa. ||4||10||49||
Says Nanak, this is all Your greatness; no one even knows my name. ||4||10||49||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I offer my prayer to You; my body and soul are all Yours.
Says Nanak: this is all Your greatness — though no one even knows my name.
Even a soul no one has heard of is lifted entirely by the One's greatness.
The close is radical humility: "no one even knows my name." The soul is utterly obscure by the world's reckoning — and yet lifted entirely by "Your greatness." Worth here does not come from fame or recognition; it is conferred by belonging to the One, even on the completely unknown (cf. Shabad 126, becoming priceless).
A Question to Sit With
Does a person's worth depend on whether anyone knows their name?
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