Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
कैसा कृपाळु हें न कळसी देवा । न बोलसी सेवा घेसी माझी ॥1॥
काय ऐसें बळ आहे तुजपाशीं । पाहों हा रिघेसी कोणा आड ॥ध्रु.॥
पाडियेला ठायीं तुझा थारा मारा । अवघा दातारा लपसी तो ॥2॥
आतां तुह्मां आह्मां उरी तों चि बरें । काय हें उत्तरें वाढवूनि ॥3॥
तुका ह्मणे मज साहए झाले संत । ह्मणऊनि मात फावली हे ॥4॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
What sort of mercy is this? You reveal nothing, O God; You stay silent and simply accept my service. What power do You actually possess? Let us see whom You hide behind. Wherever You have been cornered, all Your refuge is exposed. From now on, what remains between us had best be settled fairly; why prolong it with more words? Says Tuka, the saints have come to my aid, and that is why this victory has been won.
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Longing and Separation
Cries from the dark night of the soul: remonstrances, complaints, and desperate yearning.
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