ਸੁਣਿ ਸੁਣਿ ਉਪਜਿਓ ਮਨ ਮਹਿ ਚਾਉ ॥
sun sun upji-o man meh chaa-o.
Listening, listening to His Praises, joy has welled up within my mind.
ਆਠ ਪਹਰ ਹਰਿ ਕੇ ਗੁਣ ਗਾਉ ॥
aath pahar har kay gun gaa-o.
Twenty-four hours a day, I sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord.
ਗਾਵਤ ਗਾਵਤ ਪਰਮ ਗਤਿ ਪਾਈ ॥
gaavat gaavat param gat paa-ee.
Singing, singing His Praises, I have obtained the supreme status.
ਗੁਰ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ਨਾਨਕ ਲਿਵ ਲਾਈ ॥੪॥੨੦॥੩੧॥
gur parsaad naanak liv laa-ee. ||4||20||31||
By Guru's Grace, Nanak is lovingly focused on the Lord. ||4||20||31||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Listening and listening to the praises of the One, joy welled up in my mind.
All through the day and night, I sing the One's praises.
Singing and singing, I have reached the highest state.
Nanak says: by the Guru's grace, my heart is lovingly fixed on the One.
Deep listening grows into joy that wants to sing.
Sun sun upji-o man meh chaa-o — listening, Suniai, makes joy grow. Gaavat gaavat param gat — singing leads to the highest state. And even the loving focus, liv, comes gur parsaad, by the Guru's grace, given rather than forced.
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