Tukaram, Poem 356

Great men have called me your servant, so protect me, Lord of the helpless, Saviour of the sinful; guard thus these titles of Thine. My heart tells me, if my faults be looked into, they are endless. I know not how to serve Thee, but Thou viewest the inward parts. Tuka says, Thou art a sea of mercy, O sever the net of the world.