Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
As You make me speak, so I speak, Master — what other power do I have?
In the company of the good, Nanak, sing the One's praises; they are so dear to it.
The litany closes with a perfect humility that undercuts any pride the speaker might take in his own eloquent praising: "as You cause me to speak, so do I speak — what other power do I have?" Even this beautiful hymn of superlatives was the One's doing, not the poet's achievement. After topping every category, the One is revealed as the source of the very praise being offered. And the final counsel is simple and communal: sing these praises "in the Saadh Sangat." The overwhelming vision resolves into a humble, shared song.
When you do something well, can you hold it lightly — grateful that the ability itself was given?
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