ਜੋ ਤੁਮਰੇ ਗੁਨ ਗਾਵਹਿ ਸੁਆਮੀ ਹਉ ਬਲਿ ਬਲਿ ਬਲਿ ਤਿਨਗੇ ॥
jo tumray gun gaavahi su-aamee ha-o bal bal bal tingay.
Those who sing Your Glorious Praises, O my Lord and Master - I am a sacrifice, a sacrifice, a sacrifice to them.
ਭਵਨ ਭਵਨ ਪਵਿਤ੍ਰ ਸਭਿ ਕੀਏ ਜਹ ਧੂਰਿ ਪਰੀ ਜਨ ਪਗੇ ॥੩॥
bhavan bhavan pavitar sabh kee-ay jah Dhoor paree jan pagay. ||3||
Those houses and homes are sanctified, upon which the dust of the feet of the humble settles. ||3||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I look up to everyone who sings about what's good and true.
Any home where kind, humble people gather becomes a warm and blessed place.
Any home where kind, humble people gather becomes a warm and blessed place.
"I am a sacrifice to those who sing Your Praises... those homes are sanctified upon which the dust of the feet of the humble settles." A lovely, homely image: a house becomes holy simply by having good, humble people in it — goodness blesses the very place. For a child: any home where kind, humble people gather becomes a warm and blessed place.
A Question to Sit With
What makes a home feel warm and good to be in?
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