There is nothing beyond Your power; this is the unanimous testimony of the saints. Take my burden and be my champion; ferry me across this ocean of existence. Right from wrong, sin from virtue, this and that, I cannot sort them out. My speech falters even as it tries to speak; words cannot reach the far shore. No one I ask can reveal this secret. Guard my honor now, O Panduranga. Says Tuka, my soul has searched long, and the secret it found is this: Your name.