Tukaram, Poem 2148

Wheresoever I go, Thou art my companion; Thou takest me by the hand and guidest me. As I walk along, I lean on Thee, thou goest with me carrying my burden. If I speak wildly, Thou orderest my words; Thou hast taken away my shame, I am made bold. I look on all mankind as gods and protectors; they are all kindred and dear to my soul. Now, says Tuka, I pray with childish delight; I feel Thy bliss within and without me.