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Jagater Bastu Jata

Yamuna Bhavavali Song 4

1

hari he jagatera bastu jata baddha saba
swabhābata deśa kāla bastu simāśroya
tumi prabhu sarbeśwara naha
sīmā-bidhi-para bidhi saba kampe taba bhoya

Oh my dear Lord Hari! All the things contained within this universe are by nature conditioned and bound up by the limits of material time, place and circumstances. But You, dear Lord, are not subordinate to any such limitation or even to scriptural injunctions. Indeed, all rules and regulations are trembling in fear of Your Lordship.

2

sama bā adhika taba swabhābatah ̣
asambhāba bidhi laṅghi ' taba abasthāna
swatantra swabhāba dharo āpane gopana
koro māyā -bale kori ' adhiṣṭhāna

It is naturally impossible for any kind of law to be equal to, or surpass Your Lordship, for Your transcendental position naturally transgresses all rules and regulations. You possess the Supremely independent nature, and thus You reserve the right to conceal Yourself behind the powerful curtain of maya.

3

tathāpi ananya-bhakta tomāre dekhite
śakta sadā dekhe swarūpa tomāra
e bhaktibinoda dina ananya bhajana
hīna bhakta-pada-reṇu-mātra sāra

Despite this covering screen of maya's illusions, my dear Lord, Your pure unalloyed devotees have the power to see You. Indeed, wherever they turn their eyes, they see Your original personal form there. However, this Bhaktivinoda is very fallen and is completely bereft of unalloyed devotional worship. But he has one hope... he has considered the dust of Your devotees' feet to be the sole essence of his life.

Translation

1

Oh my dear Lord Hari! All the things contained within this universe are by nature conditioned and bound up by the limits of material time, place and circumstances. But You, dear Lord, are not subordinate to any such limitation or even to scriptural injunctions. Indeed, all rules and regulations are trembling in fear of Your Lordship.

2

It is naturally impossible for any kind of law to be equal to, or surpass Your Lordship, for Your transcendental position naturally transgresses all rules and regulations. You possess the Supremely independent nature, and thus You reserve the right to conceal Yourself behind the powerful curtain of maya.

3

Despite this covering screen of maya's illusions, my dear Lord, Your pure unalloyed devotees have the power to see You. Indeed, wherever they turn their eyes, they see Your original personal form there. However, this Bhaktivinoda is very fallen and is completely bereft of unalloyed devotional worship. But he has one hope... he has considered the dust of Your devotees' feet to be the sole essence of his life.