Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
There is only One. And the One is found by the True Guru's grace — a gift that is always here, waiting for an open heart.
Generous Giver, be kind to me. Please don't sit and count up all the things I've done right and all the things I've done wrong.
How can dust ever be washed clean? O my Master, that is just how people are.
Grace does not keep score of what we did right and wrong.
Kirpaa karahu deen kay daatay — have mercy, Giver of the humble. Deen means the humble, people who have nothing to boast of. Daatay means Giver. Mayraa gun avgan na beechaarahu — please do not weigh my good points and my faults.
Then a picture: maatee kaa ki-aa Dhopai — how can dust wash itself clean? Try washing mud with more mud. It does not work. Maanas kee gat ayhee — that is simply how people are.
This is not a sad prayer. It is where grace begins. Think of a child running to a parent with scraped knees and muddy hands. The parent does not ask for a report card first. When you stop holding up a scorecard and just hold out empty hands, kindness has room to reach you.
When was someone kind to you, not because you earned it, but just because they chose to be?
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