Verse 43

³⁹That Sudarsana, like ten million suns, blazing with the light of the fire of dissolution, filling with its own heat the sky, the quarters, heaven and earth: that discus, Mukunda's weapon, then bore down on the fire. ⁴⁰The fire of that made thing, beaten back by the force of the weapon of him who holds the wheel in his hand, turned away with its face broken, king; and coming round to Varanasi, the witchcraft he had made himself burned up Sudaksina and his ritual priests with him. ⁴¹And the discus of Visnu, going in after it, entered Varanasi with its terraces and halls and houses and shops, crowded with its gate-towers and watchtowers and storerooms, rich with its treasury and elephants and horses and chariots and grain;

⁴²and having burnt all Varanasi, Visnu's discus Sudarsana came back and stood again at the side of Krsna, whose work costs him no trouble. ⁴³A mortal who makes this brave deed of him whose renown is highest heard by others, or who hears it himself with a gathered mind, is set free from all his wrongs.