This is not the voice of a teacher, it falls like the rain, holy men may hear it in their ears.
This faltering speech is a gift of God’s favour; I utter it as He forms it within me.
This body is a gift that once for all He has given us; it is coin from the true mint.
Tuka says, It wells forth like a fountain of butter, if you swallow it, it nourishes and comforts the stomach.
This faltering speech is a gift of God’s favour; I utter it as He forms it within me.
This body is a gift that once for all He has given us; it is coin from the true mint.
Tuka says, It wells forth like a fountain of butter, if you swallow it, it nourishes and comforts the stomach.