Sikhism·Raag Aasaa·Shabad 311
Verse 4 of 4

A Stone Can't Save Itself, but It Can Reach Up

ਹਰਿ ਦਇਆ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਧਾਰਹੁ ਪਾਖਣ ਹਮ ਤਾਰਹੁ ਕਢਿ ਲੇਵਹੁ ਸਬਦਿ ਸੁਭਾਇ ਜੀਉ ॥
har da-i-aa parabh Dhaarahu paakhan ham taarahu kadh layvhu sabad subhaa-ay jee-o.
O Lord God, shower Your Mercy upon me; I am just a stone. Please, carry me across, and lift me up with ease, through the Word of the Shabad.
ਮੋਹ ਚੀਕੜਿ ਫਾਥੇ ਨਿਘਰਤ ਹਮ ਜਾਤੇ ਹਰਿ ਬਾਂਹ ਪ੍ਰਭੂ ਪਕਰਾਇ ਜੀਉ ॥
moh cheekarh faathay nighrat ham jaatay har baaNh parabhoo pakraa-ay jee-o.
I am stuck in the swamp of emotional attachment, and I am sinking. O Lord God, please, take me by the arm.
ਪ੍ਰਭਿ ਬਾਂਹ ਪਕਰਾਈ ਊਤਮ ਮਤਿ ਪਾਈ ਗੁਰ ਚਰਣੀ ਜਨੁ ਲਾਗਾ ॥
parabh baaNh pakraa-ee ootam mat paa-ee gur charnee jan laagaa.
God took me by the arm, and I obtained the highest understanding; as His slave, I grasped the Guru's feet.
ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਜਪਿਆ ਆਰਾਧਿਆ ਮੁਖਿ ਮਸਤਕਿ ਭਾਗੁ ਸਭਾਗਾ ॥
har har naam japi-aa aaraaDhi-aa mukh mastak bhaag sabhaagaa.
I chant and meditate in adoration upon the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, according to the good destiny written upon my forehead.
ਜਨ ਨਾਨਕ ਹਰਿ ਕਿਰਪਾ ਧਾਰੀ ਮਨਿ ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਮੀਠਾ ਲਾਇ ਜੀਉ ॥
jan naanak har kirpaa Dhaaree man har har meethaa laa-ay jee-o.
The Lord has showered His Mercy upon servant Nanak, and the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, seems so sweet to his mind.
ਹਰਿ ਦਇਆ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਧਾਰਹੁ ਪਾਖਣ ਹਮ ਤਾਰਹੁ ਕਢਿ ਲੇਵਹੁ ਸਬਦਿ ਸੁਭਾਇ ਜੀਉ ॥੪॥੫॥੧੨॥
har da-i-aa parabh Dhaarahu paakhan ham taarahu kadh layvhu sabad subhaa-ay jee-o. ||4||5||12||
O Lord God, shower Your Mercy upon me; I am just a stone. Please, carry me across, and lift me up with ease, through the Word of the Shabad. ||4||5||12||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

I feel like a heavy stone, sinking in the mud, unable to lift myself. So please — reach down and take me by the arm.

And the wonder is: the One did take me by the arm, lifted me right out, and gave me a place to stand.

A stone can't save itself — but it can reach up and be lifted, and that reach is enough.
The deeper layer

The shabad closes on one of Gurbani's most moving admissions of helplessness — and the grace that answers it. Main patthar — I am just a stone — stuck in the swamp of attachment, sinking; a stone cannot swim, cannot lift itself. So the only prayer left is baa(n)h pakar — take me by the arm. And the answer comes in the same breath: God took me by the arm and lifted me up with ease. The whole verse is the difference between struggling and being carried. You don't have to be light enough to float; you only have to reach up. A stone can't save itself — but it can be lifted, and it is.

A Question to Sit With

When you feel stuck and heavy, who do you reach out to for a hand up?

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