Take, Lord, unto Thyself
My sense of self; and let it vanish utterly.
Take, Lord, my life,
Live Thou my life through me.
I live no longer, Lord,
But in me now
Aye, between Thee and me, my God,
There is no longer room for ‘I’ and ‘mine.’
- From John S.Hoyland, An Indian Peasant Mystics: Translations from Tukaram (Allenson &Co. 1932)