Verse 20

²⁰For one who does not know it in this way there is a splitting apart, and from that a mistaking of the self; and the joining with a body and the parting from it, the round of birth, does not stop. ²¹So, good woman, do not grieve over your own sons, though they were killed by me; for everyone finds what he himself has made, and has no choice in it. ²²So long as a man who does not see his own self thinks of himself, I am killed, or, I am the killer, so long, taking that for himself, he does not know, and he comes into being harmed and being the one who harms. ²³Forgive my evil nature, you who are good and tender to the wretched. Saying this, his face wet with tears, the brother of the wife took hold of the feet of his sister and of her husband.

²⁴Trusting what the girl had said, he freed Devaki and Vasudeva from their chains, and showed them the affection that was in him. ²⁵Devaki bore with her anger at her brother, who was full of remorse, and let it go; and Vasudeva laughed and said this to him.