Poem 67

In plain words

When the ways of the Dharma of the age had fallen away, to turn them back to the path of right and lead them on; when all the worlds were in turmoil and ruin, to make them stainless and set them firm; when men of wicked conduct were strutting about, to carry out the protection of the good; when, with time, the sacred sayings had grown doubtful and disputed, to speak the hidden meanings the commentaries hold; to lift the burden of the earth and sustain the Earth Goddess, to fulfil the wishes He granted in the Tretā Age, the Imperishable One has descended upon the earth: Śrī Sai, named Vāsudeva, the Śauri of this earth.