Verse 8

⁵Seeing his grandson Bali, who carried on the line, favoured and set free, Prahlada, whose whole leaning was devotion, said this. ⁶Virinci does not get this favour, nor Sri, nor Sarva, much less any others: that you, whose feet are bowed to by those the whole world bows to, are the keeper of the stronghold of us demons. ⁷Giver of refuge, by taking the honey of your lotus feet Brahma and the rest come into their greatnesses. Why then are we, crooked in our ways and born of a mean stock, led into the path of your kindly look? ⁸Strange is the way you go about it: the worlds let out of you in play by a yogamaya beyond measuring, and you skilled in all of it. You are the self of all and your look is even, and there is no unevenness in your nature; yet you hold dear those devoted to you, being by nature the tree that gives what is wished for.