Verse 48

⁴⁸Victory to him who is the dwelling of all people, of whom it is said he was born of Devaki; who has the best of the Yadus for his court, and with his own arms casts out wrongdoing; who kills the crookedness of what stands and what moves; who with his lovely smiling face makes desire grow in the women of Vraja and of the city. ⁴⁹So one who wants to follow at his feet should hear the deeds of that supreme one, best of the Yadus, who took on a body of play for the guarding of his own path: deeds that mock in the way that body fits, deeds that wear a man's works away. ⁵⁰By hearing and singing and thinking on the glorious tellings of Mukunda, growing at every turn, a mortal goes to that home of his, where there is release from the rush of the ender which is hard to cross: the home for whose sake even kings of the earth have gone from the village to the forest.