ਦਇਆ ਤੁਹਾਰੀ ਕਿਆ ਜੰਤ ਵਿਚਾਰੀ ਨਾਨਕ ਬਲਿ ਬਲਿ ਜਾਵੇ ॥੩॥੭॥੧੪੭॥
da-i-aa tuhaaree ki-aa jant vichaaree naanak bal bal jaavay. ||3||7||147||
This is Your Mercy, Lord; what can Your poor creatures do? Nanak is devoted, a sacrifice to You. ||3||7||147||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
This is Your Mercy, Lord; what can Your poor creatures do?
Nanak is devoted, a sacrifice to You.
Even the Saints' love and longing are grace's gifts — the creature adds nothing of its own.
The close credits it all to mercy: "this is Your Mercy... what can Your poor creatures do?" The Saints' humility, service, love, and thirst are themselves grace's gifts — the creatures contribute nothing of their own. Only gratitude and self-offering remain.
A Question to Sit With
What good in you might you credit to grace rather than to yourself?
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