In this universe, countless people chant the name of the Creator, countless are those who love Him. Countless worship Him, countless are performing tapasya (meditation). Countless people are reciting dharmic scriptures and Vedas by mouth. Countless keep their minds free from attachments by remaining absorbed in yoga-sadhana. There are countless devotees who attain knowledge by thinking about the qualities of that virtuous Nirankar. There are countless people who know the truth or follow the path of charity and are generous. Countless valiant warriors face the blows of weapons while facing the enemy in the battlefield. Countless human beings remain absorbed in that Akaal-Purush by maintaining silence and being concentrated. Therefore, I do not have enough intelligence to think about the power of that inexpressible God. O Infinite Form! I am not worthy of sacrificing myself for you even once. Whatever seems good to you is the best work. O Nirankar! O Parabrahma! You are always the eternal form.