Sikhism·Raag Maajh·Shabad 85
Verse 9 of 9

Taking the Servant's Place Feels Like Coming Home

ਤੂੰ ਊਚ ਅਥਾਹੁ ਅਪਾਰੁ ਅਮੋਲਾ ॥
tooN ooch athaahu apaar amolaa.
You are Exalted, Unfathomable, Infinite and Invaluable.
ਤੂੰ ਸਾਚਾ ਸਾਹਿਬੁ ਦਾਸੁ ਤੇਰਾ ਗੋਲਾ ॥
tooN saachaa saahib daas tayraa golaa.
You are my True Lord and Master. I am Your servant and slave.
ਤੂੰ ਮੀਰਾ ਸਾਚੀ ਠਕੁਰਾਈ ਨਾਨਕ ਬਲਿ ਬਲਿ ਜਾਵਣਿਆ ॥੮॥੩॥੩੭॥
tooN meeraa saachee thakuraa-ee naanak bal bal jaavani-aa. ||8||3||37||
You are the King, Your Sovereign Rule is True. Nanak is a sacrifice, a sacrifice to You. ||8||3||37||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

You are high beyond all measuring, too deep to fathom, endless, and worth more than anything could ever say.

You are my true Master, and I am glad to be your servant. You are the real King, and yours is the one rule that is actually true — and I give myself to you, completely.

After a whole song about refuge and rescue, taking the servant's place feels not like defeat but like coming home — and the cure for anxiety ends not in an argument but in glad surrender.
The deeper layer

The song ends as Guru Arjan's songs often do: the whole self poured out in praise and glad giving.

Too ooch athaahu apaar amolaa — You are high, too deep to measure, endless and beyond price. Athaahu means bottomless, apaar means endless, and amolaa means priceless. It's a pile of words that all admit the same thing: the One is bigger than every word, including these. The praise doesn't capture the One. It bows before the One.

And the bow is taken gladly: too saachaa saahib daas tayraa golaa — You are my True Master; I am Your servant. This isn't the cringing of someone afraid. It's the relief of someone safe. After a whole song about shelter, plenty and rescue, taking the servant's place feels like coming home, not being made small. Belonging fully to a Master who never ends, never stops giving and never gives way is the safest place a soul can stand.

The last picture is true kingship: too meeraa saachee thakuraa-ee — You are the King, and Your rule is true. Meeraa means king, and thakuraa-ee means rule. Earthly rulers come and go, and their power has limits. The One's rule actually holds. The singer's answer is the whole song in one gesture: naanak bal bal jaavani-aa — Nanak gives himself again and again to You. Everything the song said — that worry has no ground, that the One is mountain, shelter, keeper in the womb, rescuer and friend — ends not in a neat conclusion. It ends in a self gladly offered. The cure for worry, in the end, isn't a better argument. It is trust: giving yourself, whole, to the One who was always holding you.

A Question to Sit With

Could giving yourself fully to something trustworthy feel less like losing control and more like finally setting down a weight?

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa·How we use AI

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