Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One saves those who are its own, and throws every road open before them.
Nanak says: the worth of the Merciful One is beyond anything words can hold.
This three-verse hymn closes on belonging and mercy. "The Lord saves those who belong to Him" — safety comes from being the One's own, not from qualifications — and "all pathways are opened," the felt spaciousness of a life no longer walled in by fear. The final line lays down the pen: the mercy is "beyond description." After naming so much, the shabad ends by admitting the deepest thing can't be named, only received. Wonder gets the last word.
What would change if your sense of safety rested on belonging rather than on measuring up?
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