I lay my head at Thy feet in supplication, O
Lord of Pandhari, listen to my prayer! Let
me dwell for ever at Thy feet; be content to be
straitened; give me a little room there! Whether
I have faith or not, I have come where thou art.
Look upon me with favourable countenance, O
Lord of Pandhari. Tuka says, We are thy feeble
and errant creatures; by Thy name and with thy
hand dissever the meshes of the world.
Lord of Pandhari, listen to my prayer! Let
me dwell for ever at Thy feet; be content to be
straitened; give me a little room there! Whether
I have faith or not, I have come where thou art.
Look upon me with favourable countenance, O
Lord of Pandhari. Tuka says, We are thy feeble
and errant creatures; by Thy name and with thy
hand dissever the meshes of the world.