Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
My Father is rich, deep, and beyond all fathoming.
What praise could I possibly sing, Creator? Looking at You, I am struck speechless with wonder.
The Pause line is the emotional heart of the litany: faced with a greatness that tops every category, the only honest response is wonder — "beholding You, I am wonder-struck." This is Vismaad, the raag's awe. Notice the litany does not lead to a demand or a bargain but to speechlessness — "what praises should I chant?" The list of superlatives isn't meant to be completed; it's meant to overwhelm the counter into silent astonishment. And the One is called "Father" — the vastness is also intimate, family.
When has something been so vast or beautiful that words felt useless and you just went quiet?
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