Tukaram, Poem 1694

Thou art my debtor from the beginning, O God; and I have come to claim my deposit from Thee. I have sat like a suitor and kept Thee within doors and suffered Thee not to come forth. Such as think thou and they are equal, they are shameless and contentious men. Thou boastest before the world a capital borrowed of me, a rosary of a thousand names. Tuka says, I have surrendered my own life; I shall now separate myself from thee.