The four sages were all rejoiced to hear the Lord’s words and with every hair on their body standing erect they proceeded to hymn His praises : “Glory to the Almighty Lord, who is infinite, immutable and sinless, who is one as well as many and all- gracious ! Glory to the Lord who is beyond the modes of Prak¾ti ! Glory, glory to the Ocean of goodness, the Abode of bliss, handsome and most urbane in manners. Glory to IndirŒ’s (Lakƒm¶’s) Spouse ! Glory to the Supporter of the earth, peerless, unborn and dateless, a mine of elegance. A storehouse of wisdom that You are, You are free from pride and yet bestow honour on others : the Vedas and PurŒ˜a’s sing Your sanctifying glory. Knower of Truth, You acknowledge the services of Your devotees and destroy their ignorance. Untainted by MŒyŒ, You bear numberless names and are yet beyond all. You are manifest as all, pervade all and dwell in the heart of all; therefore, protect us every moment. Break asunder the bonds in the form of pairs of opposites (such as heat and cold, joy and sorrow, etc.,) adversity and mundane existence; and abiding in our heart, O RŒma, eradicate our sensuality and vanity. (1—4)