IWILL extol Kesava, Mukunda, Mur&ri, Rama, Krishna, mighty names that annihilate all guilt. O Life at once and Death of the world, who art at once the Dwarf and the Universe of manifold glory; O container of good and evil, slayer of Maahu; thou who severest mortal ties, who bearest the diso and the mace, strong hero that didst overthrow the demons! O warrior that wearest the jewelled crown, O generous master that givest 55 the world to men, O image of Madana, entrancing the spirit, in whom the cowherds and the damsels delighted. O Kanha, master of dramatic skill, endowed with every perfection, possessed of every attribute, beyond all attributes, who beholdest and knowest all things; thou who hast created the sun and other lights, yet dost allow no sense of pride to approach thee, how can I serve this God? What little can I offer him? Without faith he cannot be comprehended. Tuka suffers not his soul to quit his feet.