T^^Y conduct in lives past was not pure, hence I ^ lost thy feet. But when I look to this present life, it seems that my store of merit has borne fruit. Now, O Lord of Pandhari, show" me mercy. I am wicked and full of evil deeds; I am grievously tormented by the world. I am so troubled by wrath and desire that I cannot reach thee, O God ! Neither this place nor that is open to me. I run after thy name, O come speedily to me, says Tuka.