Hymn to Hari. I praise, with devotion, the All-pervading (Vishnu), Who, Himself without origin, is the origin of the universe, in Whom this wheel of samsara [**] revolves in this wise, and, on realising Whom, this wheel of samsara is destroyed—that Hari, the destroyer of the darkness of samsara, I praise. (1) Him, from a single aspect of Whom this whole universe has sprung into existence, by Whom again it is held together in this manner, by Whom it is pervaded, and by Whom it is illumined through pleasure and pain,—that Hari, the destroyer of the darkness of samsara, I praise. (2) Him, Who is all-knowing, Who is indeed all and perfect, Who is bliss itself, Who resides in the qualities [**] and has therefore endless attributes, Who is the Unmanifest that differentiates the undifferentiated, and Who is both the real and the unreal,—that Hari, the destroyer of the darkness of samsara, I praise. (3
Hymn to Hari. I praise, with devotion, the All-pervading (Vishnu), Who, Himself without origin, is the origin of the universe, in Whom this wheel of samsara [**] revolves in this wise, and, on realising Whom, this wheel of samsara is destroyed—that Hari, the destroyer of the darkness of samsara, I praise. (1) Him, from a single aspect of Whom this whole universe has sprung into existence, by Whom again it is held together in this manner, by Whom it is pervaded, and by Whom it is illumined through pleasure and pain,—that Hari, the destroyer of the darkness of samsara, I praise. (2) Him, Who is all-knowing, Who is indeed all and perfect, Who is bliss itself, Who resides in the qualities [**] and has therefore endless attributes, Who is the Unmanifest that differentiates the undifferentiated, and Who is both the real and the unreal,—that Hari, the destroyer of the darkness of samsara, I praise. (3