ਹਰਿ ਆਪੇ ਸਾਰਿੰਗ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤਧਾਰਾ ॥
har aapay saaring amrit-Dhaara.
He Himself is the rainbird, and the Ambrosial Nectar raining down.
ਹਰਿ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਆਪਿ ਪੀਆਵਣਹਾਰਾ ॥
har amrit aap pee-aavanhaaraa.
The Lord is the Ambrosial Nectar; He Himself leads us to drink it in.
ਹਰਿ ਆਪਿ ਕਰੇ ਆਪੇ ਨਿਸਤਾਰਾ ॥੩॥
har aap karay aapay nistaaraa. ||3||
The Lord Himself is the Doer; He Himself is our Saving Grace. ||3||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One itself is the thirsty rainbird and the nectar pouring down. The One is the nectar, and the One leads us to drink it. The One does everything, and the One is the grace that saves.
The One is the thirst, the nectar, and the grace that brings them together.
The litany applied to grace itself: the One is the longing bird, the nectar it longs for, and the one who leads us to drink (Gurprasad). Even our longing and our receiving are the One's doing. Grace is not given by a separate giver -- the One is giver, gift, and receiver.
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