Tukaram, Poem 2655

My conduct in lives past was not pure, hence I lost Thy feet. But when I look to this present life, it seems that my store of merit has borne fruit. Now, O Lord of Pandhari, show me mercy. I am wicked and full of evil deeds; I am grievously tormented by the world. I am so troubled by wrath and desire that I cannot reach Thee, O God! Neither this place nor that is open to me. I run after Thy name, O come speedily to me, says Tuka.