ਤੇਰੇ ਗੁਣ ਕਹਾ ਮੈ ਕਹਣੁ ਨ ਜਾਈ ॥
tayray gun kahaa mai kahan na jaa-ee.
What Glorious Virtues of Yours should I describe? I cannot describe them.
ਅੰਤੁ ਨ ਪਾਰਾ ਕੀਮਤਿ ਨਹੀ ਪਾਈ ॥
ant na paaraa keemat nahee paa-ee.
You have no end or limitation. Your value cannot be estimated.
ਆਪੇ ਦਇਆ ਕਰੇ ਸੁਖਦਾਤਾ ਗੁਣ ਮਹਿ ਗੁਣੀ ਸਮਾਇਆ ॥੫॥
aapay da-i-aa karay sukh-daata gun meh gunee samaa-i-aa. ||5||
When the Giver of peace Himself bestows His Mercy, the virtuous are absorbed in virtue. ||5||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
How could I ever list all Your wonders? There are too many; I cannot. You have no edge, no end, and no price could ever be put on You.
When the peace-giver pours out kindness, good grows in the good-hearted like a river feeding the sea.
The One is more than any words can hold, and that is part of the wonder.
The inexpressibility of the One (kahan na jaa-ee) is a recurring Gurbani note: the more one sees, the less one can say. Grace absorbs the virtuous in virtue — goodness feeding goodness, a river to the sea.
A Question to Sit With
When has something been so wonderful that words felt too small for it?
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