Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The person who carries love inside is the one who naturally sings about it — joy wants to come out. Through the Guru's word they sink into a deep, easy peace. And I give myself completely to people like that: people who pour their whole attention into serving and helping, the way the Guru teaches.
There's a beautiful little logic in the first line: "the one who has love within is the one who sings." Praise isn't a duty you force; it's what overflows when love is already filling you. You can't make yourself genuinely sing about something you don't love. So the singing is evidence that the dye has set inside.
And again sahaj — through the shabad, the person sinks sehjay, effortlessly, into peace (sukh). Guru Amar Das keeps tying the word to ease. The shabad doesn't grind you into peace; it dissolves you into it.
Then the stanza names the other half of the path: seva — selfless service. "I am a sacrifice to those who give their attention to the Guru's service." Notice the pairing across this composition: there is simran (holding the Name alive, the inner work) and there is seva (serving others, the outer work). They're the two hands of the same practice. The love that overflows as song also overflows as service. A heart truly soaked in the One can't help but pour out — in praise and in care for others.
When you feel really full of something good, what do you naturally want to do with it?
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