33 Kuzhaiththa-paththu “Has Your Mercy given to save me, a cur void of any worth, that I may be redeemed, ceased to be to-day? Oh Partner of the tender One! Oh our King ! What is the harm if You take the hill-like faults as virtues? Oh our great Lord of eight shoulders and three eyes! Do take pity on me". (33:3) “Oh, Bridegroom of Her with giances like those of the fawn! Oh our King ! Making me forget Your glory and impelling me to enter in fleshy form You have caused me to wallow in it. But I cry Oh King, asking You “Which is the day when you of Your own accord, knowing the ignorance of Your servant and showing Your grace, will call me unto Yourself?" (33:4) “From the crying tongue to the powers of understanding that are spoken of all of them You are You are the Means of gaining strength You are the perplexity 1 You are the ill and the weal in their entirety. Were I to expatiate on You, truly there is no other single virtue but You here! If I am. perplexed what is the way out? Oh, Lord of the world of Bliss! Should you You not comfort me?” (33:5) 679
