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38. Thiruvesaravu “Troubled by the side-long glances of damsels with cotton-like soft feet, I was trembling with poisonous anguish. By Your grace I was saved. Oh our Lord Oh our Owners Oh Ambrosia of the sacred hall ! Was this not through Your telling me, Your slave, “Don’t fear !” and enslaving me?” (38:6) “Oh great Lord Civan Who is unknowable even by the heavenly ones and Who dwells here in southern Thirupperunthurai:Was it not out of love for me that You by merely looking on me, severed my barren births and making my heart soften graciously, entered and made me Your own?” (38:7) “Oh oldest One ! Oh never-ageing first One ! Oh endless chanted Vedaa Oh Substance thereof Oh Who burgeoned as being and non-being ! Oh our Lord Was it not due to Your Mercy in entering, extricating and enslaving me who was wallowing here in this world, that I was made Your own " (38:8) 731