Tukaram, Poem 795

God, I cannot succeed in finding the truth, in serving Thee or in anything at all. We must do some good deed to bring us peace; we must dwell silent in the forest. My faith will be purified at Thy feet; so choose out this gift and give it me. I have learned the difference between right and wrong through Thy kindly glance, O Panduranga. Tuka says, I delight to be near Thy feet; whatever Thou sayest is acceptable to me.