Verse 48

⁴⁸One who takes things in with his senses and yet neither hates nor is carried away, because he sees all this as Visnu's maya: he is truly the best among the Lord's own. ⁴⁹One whom the ways of the round of birth do not bewilder — the being born and the ending, the hunger, fear, thirst and hardship of body, senses, breath, mind and understanding — because he remembers Hari: he stands first among the Lord's own. ⁵⁰One in whose thought the seeds of desire and of works never come up, whose one dwelling is Vasudeva: he is truly the best among the Lord's own. ⁵¹One in whom the sense of I does not cling to this body, not by his birth or his work, nor by his class or stage or family: he is dear to Hari.

⁵²One who has no split of my own and another's, whether in possessions or in himself, who is the same toward all beings and is at peace: he is truly the best among the Lord's own. ⁵³One whose remembrance is not blunted even for the rule of the three worlds, who does not move away from the Bhagavan's lotus feet — feet that the gods and the rest, whose self is given to the Unconquered, go searching for — not for an instant, not for half the blink of an eye: he is first among the Vaisnavas. ⁵⁴In a heart where the burning has been driven out by the moonlight from the jewel-nails on the toes of the Bhagavan, the wide-strider, how should that burning rise again for those who sit down there, any more than the sun's heat does once the moon is up?

⁵⁵The man whose heart Hari himself never leaves — Hari, who destroys the flood of wrong even when he is named without meaning it — the man who holds those lotus feet with a cord of love: he is called first among the Lord's own.