Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
पायां पडावें हें माझें भांडवल । सरती हे बोल कोठें पायीं ॥1॥
तरि हे सलगी कवतुक केलें । लडिवाळ धाकुलें असें बाळ ॥ध्रु.॥
काय उणें तुह्मां संताचिये घरीं । विदित या परी सकळ ही ॥2॥
तुका ह्मणे माझें उचित हे सेवा । नये करूं ठेवाठेवी कांहीं॥3॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
Falling at your feet is my only capital; these words of mine count for nothing beside your grace. If I have taken any liberty, it is the playful daring of a small and favored child. What is lacking in the home of the saints? This is well known to all. Says Tuka, service is my rightful offering; one should not hoard anything away from it.
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The Saints
The character and service of true saints: softer than butter, harder than diamond.
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