Verse 7

¹Then the ministers, the people, the brahmins and the gods longed above everything that he should guard the face of the earth, for the marks of the Bhagavan showed in him from birth, and his power grew day by day with his evenness, his calm, his detachment, his lordship and his great splendour. ²Because his body was better made than other men's, and his renown large, and because of his vigour, his strength, his splendour, his fame, his valour and his courage, his father gave him this name: Rsabha, the bull. ³When the revered Indra, setting himself against him, sent no rain on his region, the Bhagavan Rsabhadeva, who is master of yoga, understood it, laughed, and by his own yogamaya rained on his own region, the one called Ajanabha.

⁴Nabhi had got the fine son he had wished for, and he was helpless under the weight of his joy. With words that broke in his throat he fondled him lovingly, saying child, my son, to the Bhagavan, the ancient Person, who had taken up the ways of the world of men of his own will; and Nabhi's mind, played upon by maya, came to the highest ease. ⁵King Nabhi saw that the townsmen, the ministers and the country people loved his son. He anointed him to keep the bounds of the settled order, entrusted him to the brahmins, and went with Merudevi to Visala. There, by an austerity that was clear and skilled and by the yoke of absorption, he waited upon the Bhagavan Vasudeva under the name of Nara-Narayana, and in time he reached his greatness.

⁶Descendant of Pandu, they recite two verses about him. What man could do after him that deed of the royal sage Nabhi, whose child Hari became, by pure work? ⁷Where would you find another so good to brahmins as Nabhi, whose brahmins, honoured as auspicious, showed the lord of sacrifice at his sacrifice by their own power?