Religion
A Bitter Cry
Translated by Nicol Macnicol (1919) · From Psalms of Maratha Saints (1919)
When will the end of these things be?
Ah, tell me, Lord of Pandhari.
When wilt thou save unhappy me?
O tell me, tell me true, for I
Cry to thee with a bitter cry.
Why speakest thou not? Ah, Vitthal, why
Thus silent? Whither shall I fly?
Who else will bear my sore distress?
Smite me not in my helplessness.
As to the child is wholly sweet
His mother, — so to me thy feet.
Thou gracious Lord of Rakhumai,
Friend of the poor, hear Nama's cry.
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Namdev. “A Bitter Cry.” Translated by Nicol Macnicol. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/namdev/5/.
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Namdev. “A Bitter Cry.” Translated by Nicol Macnicol. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/namdev/5/.
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