Verse 9

⁹Clarity and the rest, the strands of nature, which are the causes of this world rising, standing and going under, became able to work by his glance. He whose form is fixed and unmade, who being one in himself has held the many: how can anyone know his road? ¹⁰Out of great pity he took on a body for us, clear being made wholly pure, and in it this whole of what is and what is not shows itself. Generous in strength, he took up the faultless play of the lord of beasts, to take the hearts of his own people. ¹¹If a man in pain, or fallen, or even in mockery, calls out that name by chance when he has heard it, it kills all the wrong in men on the spot. What other refuge than the Bhagavan who remains would one who longs for release take?

¹²The globe of the earth with its mountains, rivers, seas and living things is set like an atom on the head of him whose heads are a thousand. Since he has no end and his might cannot be measured, who, with a thousand tongues, could count out the powers of that vastness? ¹³Of such power is the Bhagavan the Endless, whose strength cannot be come to the end of, whose great qualities and might are past crossing. He stands at the root of the lower world, depending on himself alone, and in play he holds the earth up so that it can stand. ¹⁴These are the only courses that men here can come to, courses made by their works, and they have been described as they were taught, for those who go on wanting what they want.

¹⁵So many, king, are the ripenings of the dharma of a man that is marked by going forward, high and low and unlike one another, and I have set them out as you asked. What else shall we tell?