ਜਉ ਛੂਟਉ ਤਉ ਜਾਇ ਪਇਆਲ ॥
ja-o chhoota-o ta-o jaa-ay pa-i-aal.
When I am separated from Him, then I am consigned to the nether regions.
ਜਉ ਕਾਢਿਓ ਤਉ ਨਦਰਿ ਨਿਹਾਲ ॥
ja-o kaadhi-o ta-o nadar nihaal.
When He lifts me up and pulls me out, then I am enraptured by His Glance of Grace.
ਪਾਪ ਪੁੰਨ ਹਮਰੈ ਵਸਿ ਨਾਹਿ ॥
paap punn hamrai vas naahi.
Vice and virtue are not under my control.
ਰਸਕਿ ਰਸਕਿ ਨਾਨਕ ਗੁਣ ਗਾਹਿ ॥੪॥੪੦॥੫੧॥
rasak rasak naanak gun gaahi. ||4||40||51||
With love and affection, Nanak sings His Glorious Praises. ||4||40||51||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When I am cut off from the One, I fall into the lowest depths.
When the One lifts me out, a single kind glance fills me with joy.
Doing wrong and doing good are not in my control.
Nanak says: with love and delight, I sing the One's praises.
You were never meant to carry it all alone; grace does the lifting.
Vice and virtue are not under my control: paap punn hamrai vas naahi. This is humility, not an excuse. Cut off, I sink; lifted by grace (nadar nihaal), I am filled with joy. What is left is love, and song.
Pa-i-aal is the underworld, the lowest depths, an old picture of how far a person sinks when cut off from the One.
A Question to Sit With
When have you felt lifted up by someone else's kindness right when you needed it?
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