Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
How could I ever see You? How could I possibly praise You enough? Only by the Guru's grace can I praise You at all, through the **shabad**. The nectar lives inside Your sweet will (**bhana**) — and it's by Your will that You let us drink it. Even my wanting to praise You is something You gave me.
This verse says: I can't see or praise the One on my own, but by grace I can, and the sweetness lives inside His will.
It is a tender, humble moment. "Ki-o kar vaykhaa ki-o saalaahee" — how could I ever see You? How could I praise You? An earlier song calls the One agam, beyond reach. Faced with something that big, an honest heart feels small. It's like one raindrop trying to describe the whole ocean.
The answer comes right away. "Gur parsaadee sabad salaahee" — by the Guru's grace, through the shabad (the Word), I can praise. I can't reach the One by myself, but the One lends me the way. So even my praise isn't my own trophy. It's the One singing through me. The drop can't measure the ocean, but the ocean can sing through the drop.
The key word here is bhaanaa, the One's will. It's close to hukam, but warmer. It means what pleases Him, His sweet will. And the verse says: "tayray bhaanay vich amrit vasai" — the nectar lives inside Your will. Where do you find the sweetness? Not by running from His will to do your own thing. By resting inside it.
This is the secret of contentment. Peace isn't getting what you want. It's finding the sweetness already inside what is. Think of a kid who stops sulking about a rainy day and discovers a great afternoon of board games. When you stop fighting the flow, you find the nectar was there all along. Even your wish to drink it is His gift. From start to finish, it is all grace.
Can you remember a time you stopped fighting how things were, accepted them, and unexpectedly found something good hidden right there?
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