Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 604

I have the support of the saints, but you, O
formless being, are alone and helpless. Con-
sider this, O God, and enter into no suit with me.
You know not how to plead, but we are well versed
in quarrels. Tuka says, The only thing left for you
then is to be at peace with us.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents