Tukaram, Poem 3275

My devotion You look on as a loan; as a pledge I hold Your feet. Give me for interest Your love, O Hari, and hasten to settle accounts between us. My other wealth I shall not give up,—my right to preach You continually. Your name is a bond that has passed between us; You are welcome to take me to court over it. O You that are borne on Garuda, my witness, says Tuka, is my teacher!