ਜਿਹ ਨਰ ਜਸੁ ਕਿਰਪਾ ਨਿਧਿ ਗਾਇਓ ਤਾ ਕਉ ਭਇਓ ਸਹਾਈ ॥
jih nar jas kirpaa niDh gaa-i-o taa ka-o bha-i-o sahaa-ee.
That man, who sings the Praise of the Lord, the treasure of mercy, has the help and support of the Lord.
ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਮੈ ਇਹੀ ਭਰੋਸੈ ਗਹੀ ਆਨਿ ਸਰਨਾਈ ॥੨॥੧॥
kaho naanak mai ihee bharosai gahee aan sarnaa-ee. ||2||1||
Says Nanak, I have come to rely on this. I seek the Sanctuary of the Lord. ||2||1||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Whoever sings the praise of the One, the treasure of all kindness, finds a steady helper right beside them.
Nanak says: this is where I place my trust. I come and rest in that shelter, and I let it hold me.
Trust grows when you see grace hold others, then rest in it yourself.
Bharosaa is a settled trust. Having seen grace hold others, you can plant your own trust in the same ground and rest in its shelter.
A Question to Sit With
What helps you feel safe enough to trust?
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