Come as thy bond-servant to find Thee; O do.
Good to me, Panduranga! It is Thy glory to
be called saviour of the sinful; O preserve it for thy
own! The saints will call Thee the Lord of the helpless; when I heard this I took confidence. Make
me not hopeless; be not heedless of me, bestow
on Thy suppliant the gift of thy mercy. Tuka says,
“Ye heap of sin, give me a place by Thy feet.”
Good to me, Panduranga! It is Thy glory to
be called saviour of the sinful; O preserve it for thy
own! The saints will call Thee the Lord of the helpless; when I heard this I took confidence. Make
me not hopeless; be not heedless of me, bestow
on Thy suppliant the gift of thy mercy. Tuka says,
“Ye heap of sin, give me a place by Thy feet.”