OGOD, listen to my prayer, 'do not grant me liberation ! This joy exceeds that other, desired of men though it be. In the homes of us followers of Vishnu the happiness of love desires to rest; prosperity and accomplishment stand with folded hands at our doors. Grant me not to live in Vaikuntha, for that pleasure may pass away; but unspeakable is the sweetness of your name' when your praises are sung. O dark as the clouds, you know not the glory of your own name. Tuka says, It is that which makes life sweet to us.