Tukaram, Poem 2447

I desire not the company of the wicked; it breaks in upon my devotions. Tell me, O Vitthala, what course Thou hast designed for me. I can never endure such as deny Thee. Since there is but one soul in me, with whom can I argue? Shall I praise Thy goodness or shall I please the evil-minded? What shall I do with this one mouth of mine, says Tuka.