Religion
From the Depths
Translated by Nicol Macnicol (1919) · From Psalms of Maratha Saints (1919)
Religion
O Pandurang, this once
Hark to my cry,
For I thy servant am,
Thine only I.
Save me by whatso means
Thou best may'st deem;
No longer now I make
Or plan or scheme.
How carefully my plans
And schemes I wrought!
My falsehood and my pride
Bring all to nought.
One dull of wit am I,
Of low degree,
By selfishness possessed
And vanity.
An instant and on me
Ruin may fall.
Come to my help, O God,
Come to my call.
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MLA
Tukaram. “From the Depths.” Translated by Nicol Macnicol. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/tukaram/8/.
Chicago
Tukaram. “From the Depths.” Translated by Nicol Macnicol. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/tukaram/8/.
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