1549. Ancient and famous Lord of Naraiyur,
you swallowed all the oceans that never dry
and the seven hills.
I have no one—I am your slave.
I call you, I come to you.
Give me your grace, my father and lord.
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(The words may be rearranged to facilitate poetry to prose conversion (Aṉvayam). Please read the meanings (in black) continiously to form the sentence and understand the simple meaning of those verse.)