Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The Lord and Master is Himself the Assayer of the jewel of the mind; He sets its value.
O Nanak, True is the glory of the one in whose mind the Master dwells.
Only the One who made the jewel can say what it is worth.
The shabad ends at a jeweler's table. The mind, offered and then surrendered, turns out to be a jewel. The one who tests its worth is the Master Himself. No market, no crowd, and no panel of judges gets a say.
There is real comfort hidden in this. Other people's opinions of you, high or low, are just guesses. Think of a painting judged by passers-by, while the artist who made it knows exactly what it is. The only tester who matters is the One who made the stone.
The last line tells His verdict. Where the Master lives in the mind, the glory is True. Sach means true, the kind that lasts after every other shine has washed away.
Whose opinion of you do you treat as the final price — and is that appraiser qualified?
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