Verse 13

¹³Then, tasting that lovely speech of his, a goddess, a river running down among the sages, the selves of those men, bitten though they had been by anger, could not have enough of it. ¹⁴Listening with mouths open to that true speech, light in word and caverned with heavy meaning, they went down into it, bottomless and grave, and did not know what he meant to do. ¹⁵Then the brahmins, hands joined, thrilled, the hair standing up on their skin, spoke to him whose great rising as highest lord is set in motion by yogamaya. ¹⁶Bhagavan, we do not know what you mean to do, god, when you who oversee everything say that a kindness has been done to you.

¹⁷Lord, for you who are good to brahmins the brahmins are the highest god; and for the brahmins, who are gods among gods, the Bhagavan is the god of their own selves. ¹⁸From you comes the everlasting dharma, and it is guarded by your bodies. You are held to be the highest secret of dharma, and you do not change. ¹⁹By whose grace those who have turned back, the yogins, cross straight over death: that is you. How then could a favour be done to you by anyone else?