Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
With my mind on serving, I sing Your praises with joy. Turning to the Guru, I think deeply about wisdom.
The seeker in me rises, and the arguer fades away. Again and again I give myself to the Guru, the Creator.
I was lowly and small, with a shallow, false mind. You make me beautiful through the Word.
Wherever someone comes to know their own self, You are there to carry them across. True One, You carry us across.
Serving and singing wake the seeker in you and quiet the arguer.
Sayvaa, serving others, and glad singing open the heart. Khojee upjai baadee binsai: the khojee, the seeker, comes alive, and the baadee, the one who argues just to win, fades away.
Ham neech: I was low, with shallow and false understanding. It is an honest admission of empty hands. Too sabad savaaranhaaraa: You are the one who makes me beautiful through the Word. Aatam cheen: wherever someone comes to know their own self, the One is there, carrying them across. Think of an argument with a friend that stops when one of you asks, "Wait, what do you mean?" Suddenly you are both learning.
When has helping someone made you feel more open and alive?
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