Vitthoba alone is generous to the blind and lame; he has created the world and he knows all. Without an effort he organizes and destroys our store of merit and demerit; who but Thou can save us from the pain and cares of the world? Let Thy kingdom prevail, O merciful Lord! Easily Thou knowest the heart though we speak not. Pundalika rolled before Thee on the pebbly shore; blessed is Pandhari, on the bank of the Nira and Bhima; I see nothing else, my eyes have begun to see the unseen; the source of love has descended there and brought a shower of imperishable knowledge. Moreover Upamianya, a little child, who could not see nor walk in the ways of the world, he threw himself down and called with loud cries on Hari’s name; therefore Hari came to him with hasty steps.
The child Suka, that was born blind, lay in the shed, wearied out by the pain of many a re-birth; he remembered Thee in due time. “I fear no more the pain of the past,” he said to Gopala. Thereupon he came and by his skilful power he saved him from shame. To the blind man who sees not the world he shows himself; he is free from pain and grief, he relinquishes the greed of wealth. He knows no distinction of “Self” and “Other”; he recognizes neither brother nor friends. Tuka has reached the same stage; therefore be pleased, O Narayana!
The child Suka, that was born blind, lay in the shed, wearied out by the pain of many a re-birth; he remembered Thee in due time. “I fear no more the pain of the past,” he said to Gopala. Thereupon he came and by his skilful power he saved him from shame. To the blind man who sees not the world he shows himself; he is free from pain and grief, he relinquishes the greed of wealth. He knows no distinction of “Self” and “Other”; he recognizes neither brother nor friends. Tuka has reached the same stage; therefore be pleased, O Narayana!