I look wretched although I am thine; thou
seemest to be even proud of this, O God! When
a mother is angry with her infant child, who will
help him in his distress? Just so, Vitho, without
thy help I am a stranger in the land; do not cast
me into this distress. My hopes are wholly
centered on Thee, says Tuka.
seemest to be even proud of this, O God! When
a mother is angry with her infant child, who will
help him in his distress? Just so, Vitho, without
thy help I am a stranger in the land; do not cast
me into this distress. My hopes are wholly
centered on Thee, says Tuka.