Listen, O Saints, to my faltering speech;
The good will make it his aim to proclaim his true blessings, he will make known such moral rules as he perceives. Yet we are in the hands of One who sets us dancing as He thinks fit. Infinite is the merit of Him who points the way to others, countless the obligations He lays upon us. Tuka says, You have been merciful, O Saints, you have done your duty.
The good will make it his aim to proclaim his true blessings, he will make known such moral rules as he perceives. Yet we are in the hands of One who sets us dancing as He thinks fit. Infinite is the merit of Him who points the way to others, countless the obligations He lays upon us. Tuka says, You have been merciful, O Saints, you have done your duty.