Verse 1

¹When Manu's daughter spoke like this of her weariness with it all, the sage, full of pity, remembered what the white one had said and answered that noble woman. ²Do not wear yourself down like this, king's daughter, you against whom nothing can be said. The Bhagavan, who does not perish, will come into your womb before long. ³You have kept your vow. Good come to you. With restraint, with observance, with austerity and with gifts of your wealth, and with trust, worship the Lord. ⁴Worshipped by you, the white one will spread my fame abroad. Born of your body, teaching what Brahman is, he will cut the knot of your heart.

⁵Devahuti too took the word of the lord of creatures with reverence and trusted it fully, and worshipped the Person who stands unchanging, the weighty teacher.