Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The waves of greed and grasping are stilled by treasuring the Name in the mind.
Quiet my mind, pure One; Nanak says, I have come into Your shelter.
In the end, even calming your mind is something you hand to grace.
This long song ends with a stormy sea growing calm. Lab lobh lahar — the waves of greed and grabbing. They settle when you treasure the Name in your mind as your real wealth.
Then comes a very humble request. Man maar tuhee niranjanaa — pure One, You quiet my mind. Nanak does not try to still his own mind by force. He asks the One to do it. This is the honest end of all the effort. After all the practice, the last step is to hand even the calming of the mind to grace, from inside the shelter. Think of a child who cannot fall asleep until a parent sits on the bed. The waves go still not by fighting the sea, but by resting in the One.
What if you stopped fighting your own restless mind and simply asked for it to be quieted?
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