Tukaram, Poem 15

I am desolate and guilty, void of good actions, slow in understanding; I have never sent Thee any word of mine, O sea of mercy, my father and mother. I have never sung or listened to thy praises. Through shame I have turned from my own true welfare. When the saints are assembled, I delight not in thy story. I have often slandered others. I have neither done nor procured good deeds. I harassed others without compassion. I have dwelt in unlawful traffic; I took on me the burden of a family. I have neglected to visit holy places. I have devoted hand and foot to the service of my body. I have offered thy saints neither service nor gift; I have neither worshipped nor looked upon thy image. I have fallen into evil company, unjust and impious acts; I have forgotten to seek my true welfare; my conduct I would wish to forget and speak no more. I have destroyed myself, I have been an enemy to all my neighbours. But Thou art a sea of mercy; O carry me over to the end, says Tuka.