Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I have not thanked you for all you have done for me, Lord. I take from others and use them.
What face shall I show you? I am a sneak and a thief.
Nanak describes the state of the lowly. I live as a wild hunter, O Creator!
This last part asks the hardest question: "How can I face You?"
Ha-o ki-aa muhu daysaa dusat chor: "What face shall I show You? I am a sneak and a thief." Mai keetaa na jaataa: "I did not see all You have done for me." This is real shame. It isn't the kind that fishes for sympathy. It belongs to someone who finally sees clearly what he has been.
Naanak neech kahai beechaar: Nanak, speaking as the lowliest, shares this reflection.
And right here, the prayer begins. Not after the faults are fixed. Not after he gets better. Right now, with this face. Think of a child who broke something and comes to a parent, eyes down, saying "It was me." The parent's arms are already open.
That is the gift of this honest shabad. Even the most broken person can speak. Prayer doesn't need a clean face.
Have you ever felt too ashamed of something to bring it to something greater than yourself — to prayer, or to someone you trust? What would it mean to bring it anyway?
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