Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
कां गा किविलवाणा केलों दीनाचा दीन । काय तुझी हीन शिH जालीसी दिसे ॥1॥
लाज येते मना तुझा ह्मणवितां दास । गोडी नाहीं रस बोलिली यासारिखी ॥ध्रु.॥
लाजविलीं मागें संतांची हीं उत्तरें । कळों येतें खरें दुजें एकावरूनि ॥2॥
तुका ह्मणे माझी कोणें वदविली वाणी । प्रसादावांचूनि तुमचिया विठ्ठला ॥3॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
Why have You made me so wretched, the lowliest of the low? Has Your power somehow diminished? I feel ashamed to call myself Your servant, for there is no sweetness or flavor in those words. The replies of the saints have been put to shame before me. By one thing, the truth of another becomes clear. Says Tuka, who has made my tongue speak? None but Your grace, O Vitthal.
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Longing and Separation
Cries from the dark night of the soul: remonstrances, complaints, and desperate yearning.
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