Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 3149

When a child is fondly loved, his father shows him no harshness in speech; nay, he saves him from harm when occasion arises.
Thou hast brought thy servants from afar and dealt kindly with them; thou hast cherished them carefully.
Thou hast suffered no wind of misfortune to blow on them; for harsh words wither them up.
Tuka says, O merciful Hari, give us peace by words sweet as nectar.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents