। ॥ २५७ ॥
In plain words
So it is with Hari. The eye cannot reach him, speech cannot reach him, the mind cannot reach him — and still, for those whose love has fastened on him, out of grace alone he suddenly bears fruit: nectar of real bliss, and it comes in flood.
Close to the Sanskrit
In that same way, for men who are devoted, Hari — though not within the range of eye, speech, and mind — by grace bears fruit, suddenly, with abundant nectar of true bliss.