அருளின் கடலடியேன் அன்பென்னும் ஆறுபொருளின் திரள்புகலி நாதன் இருள்புகுதுங்கண்டத்தான் என்பாரைக் காதலித்துக் கைதொழுவார்அண்டத்தார் நாமார் அதற்கு.
In plain words
Some say, "He is the river called the love of me, his servant. He is the gathered mass of meaning, the Lord of Pukali, the one whose throat darkness has entered." To those who love such people and worship them with joined hands, he is the sea of grace. For that, who are we, we who dwell in the worlds?
Line by line
The sea of grace; the river called the love of me, the servant; the gathered mass of meaning; the Lord of Pukali; the one whose throat darkness enters: those who say so, to those who love them and worship them with joined hands, we of the worlds, who are we, for that?