ਹਰਿ ਕੀ ਕੀਮਤਿ ਨਾ ਪਵੈ ਹਰਿ ਜਸੁ ਲਿਖਣੁ ਨ ਜਾਇ ॥
har kee keemat naa pavai har jas likhan na jaa-ay.
The Lord's value cannot be estimated; the Lord's Praises cannot be written down.
ਗੁਰ ਕੈ ਸਬਦਿ ਮਨੁ ਤਨੁ ਰਪੈ ਹਰਿ ਸਿਉ ਰਹੈ ਸਮਾਇ ॥੩੦॥
gur kai sabad man tan rapai har si-o rahai samaa-ay. ||30||
When one's mind and body are attuned to the Word of the Guru's Shabad, one remains merged in the Lord. ||30||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One is worth more than any number I could name, and no praise I could write would ever be big enough.
But when the Word soaks all the way through me — mind and body, like dye through cloth — I simply rest inside that One, no words needed.
Some things are too great to price — you enter them, not measure them.
har kee keemat naa pavai, har jas likhan na jaa-ay — the One's worth cannot be priced, its praise cannot be fully written; gur kai sabad man tan rapai — when mind and body are dyed (rapai) by the Word, one simply merges. Beyond measurement, entered by being colored through.
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