ओतं प्रोतं यत्र च सर्वं गगनान्तंयोऽस्थूलानण्वादिषु सिद्धोऽक्षरसंज्ञः ।ज्ञाताऽतोऽन्यो नेत्युपलभ्यो न च वेद्य-स्तं संसारध्वान्तविनाशं हरिमीडे ॥ ३९ ॥
In plain words
Everything, right out to open space, is woven through Him — warp and weft, nothing left loose. He is the one the scriptures reach by refusal: not gross, not subtle, and they give Him the name Imperishable. He is the Knower, and there is no other knower anywhere; so He can never be caught hold of, never be known as one more thing. Him — in whom the darkness of saṃsāra simply ends — Hari, I praise.
Close to the Sanskrit
In whom all this, reaching to the very sky, is woven lengthwise and crosswise; who stands established in the texts beginning 'not gross, not subtle', bearing the name Imperishable; who is the Knower — there being no other than Him — and therefore not to be apprehended and not to be known: Him, the destruction of the darkness of saṃsāra, Hari, I praise.