Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Everyone longs for the Naam of the One. Without good fortune, it is not found.
When the One looks with kindness, I meet the Guru, and the Naam of the One comes to live in my mind.
Nanak says: through the Naam alone, honor rises up, and I stay soaked in the One.
Everyone longs for the Name, and it comes to us as a gift of grace.
Har naavai no sabh ko partaapdaa: everyone yearns for the Name, even if they can't say what they are missing. It can't be grabbed. It comes when the One looks at us kindly. That kind look is called nadar, grace.
With grace, we meet the Guru, and the Name comes to live in the mind. From the Name grows pat, honor, a quiet dignity. Think of a plant that stands tall because it has deep roots. Guru Nanak's name closes the song: through the Name, we rest, soaked in the One. The longing everyone shares is answered by grace.
What do you think everyone, deep down, is looking for?
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