। ॥ ४२ ॥
In plain words
The way a snake appears in a coil of rope, the way silver gleams in a piece of shell — that is how the worlds appear in you, O all-pervading one. Sāmba, Sadāśiva, Śambhu, Śaṅkara: your two feet are my refuge.
Close to the Sanskrit
As a snake in a rope, as silver in mother-of-pearl, so the worlds appear in you, O all-pervading one. O Sāmba, O Sadāśiva, O Śambhu, O Śaṅkara — the pair of your feet is my refuge.