Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
 संतांनीं सरता केलों तैसेपरी । चंदनीं ते बोरी व्यापियेली॥1॥
 गुण दोष याती न विचारितां कांहीं । ठाव दिला पायीं आपुलिया ॥2॥
 तुका ह्मणे आलें समर्थाच्या मना । तरि होय राणा रंक त्याचा ॥3॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
The saints made me worthy, just as a thorn-bush is transformed by the proximity of sandalwood. Without considering my virtues, faults, or caste, they gave me a place at their own feet. Says Tuka, when it pleases the powerful one, even his pauper becomes a king.
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The Saints
The character and service of true saints: softer than butter, harder than diamond.
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