How can I be saved? How shall Narayana be merciful to me? Tell me, O ye saints, and pacify my mind. How shall the sum of my past perish? How shall merit and demerit abandon me? I know not the secret, and hence I despair. How shall I keep my mind at rest, beyond the reach of evil? How can I make myself pure?
How shall I see my way to the end? How shall I provide me such a store of merit? I will embrace the feet of God; the Lord of the world will gently caress me till my throat is choked with devotion.
How it will soothe my eyes to behold that happiness, that various delight! I cannot tell how my lot will guide me; perchance desire will grow up within me.
I weigh this thought continually day and night; I am disquieted. Tuka says, I have no strength of my own, to bring me to this final repose.
How shall I see my way to the end? How shall I provide me such a store of merit? I will embrace the feet of God; the Lord of the world will gently caress me till my throat is choked with devotion.
How it will soothe my eyes to behold that happiness, that various delight! I cannot tell how my lot will guide me; perchance desire will grow up within me.
I weigh this thought continually day and night; I am disquieted. Tuka says, I have no strength of my own, to bring me to this final repose.