pitāsi lokasya carācarasya tvam-asya pūjyaśca gurur garīyān |
na tvat samo’sty abhyadhikaḥ kuto’nyo lokatraye’py apratima-prabhāva || 43 ||
43. You are the father of this world, of all mobile and stationary entities. You are its teacher and
the one most worthy of reverence. There is none equal to You. How then could there be another
greater than You in the three realms, O Being of unsurpassed glory?
tasmāt praṇamya praṇidhāya kāyaṃ prasādaye tvām aham īśam īḍyam |
piteva putrasya sakheva sakhyuḥ priyaḥ priyāyārhasi deva soḍhum || 44 ||
44. Therefore, bowing down, prostrating myself, I beg Your pardon, O adorable Lord. As a father
forebears with his son or a friend with his friend, it is proper, O Lord, that You, who are dear to
me, should bear with me who am dear to You.
