When Krishna was born among the Yadus, the earth itself became sanctified by His presence. The celestial river was purified as it washed His feet, and both those who loved Him and those who opposed Him were transformed, each attaining their true nature, conquered by the One who cannot be conquered. His name, which dispels all inauspiciousness, when spoken or heard, established the sacred lineage of the Yadus. It is no wonder that Krishna, the wielder of the wheel of time, lifted the heavy burden from the earth. All victory belongs to Him, the shelter of all beings, whose birth from Devaki is celebrated. Surrounded by the noblest of the Yadus, He destroyed unrighteousness with His own arms. His beautiful, smiling face soothed the suffering of all creatures, both moving and unmoving. In the hearts of the women of Vraja and the city, He awakened the god of love. May the deeds of this foremost Yadu, whose playful form enacted such wondrous pastimes to uphold His own path, and whose actions break the bonds of karma, be heard by those who wish to follow in His footsteps. For even a mortal, by hearing, chanting, or meditating on the glorious stories of Mukunda, can, through such devotion, reach His abode, which lies beyond the swift grasp of death. For the sake of Krishna, even kings abandoned their homes and went to the forest. Thus ends the ninetieth chapter, "The Description of the Deeds of Sri Krishna," in the tenth canto, second half, of the great Purana, Srimad Bhagavata, the scripture for the paramahamsas.