With a heart full of reverence, the devotee sought refuge in Him whose boundless fullness upholds all the worlds, whose nature cannot be measured. He bowed to the primal Lord, honored by every sacrifice, the mighty one who grants satisfaction and strength. He praised the lover of virtue, the bestower of desires, who remains unattached and beyond the senses, holding the entire universe within His arms, free from any craving. Yet, the devotee did not worship what is merely composed of speech or life-breath, but that which is realized through the diversity of knowledge and established in the imagination. He reflected that even the gods, beginning with the lotus-born Brahma, know Him—so how could he, a humble seeker yearning to please Him, ever comprehend His true nature? Overwhelmed by fear, the devotee cried out, “O ocean of compassion, protect me! Again and again, I take refuge in You.” In response to this earnest plea, the Blessed Lord, radiant as a treasury of splendor, appeared before him. The Lord was adorned with a luminous crown, earrings, a necklace, and shining armlets. A pearl graced His nose, enhancing the brilliance of His half-divine form. His feet, worshipped with tender tulasi leaves, shone with extraordinary radiance. Upon seeing Him, the foremost of Brahmins prostrated himself flat upon the ground. Calling out, “O slayer of Mura, protect, protect!” he thought of nothing else at that moment. The Lord, pleased with his devotion, addressed him, “Choose a boon, dear one.” Again bowing deeply, the Brahmin spoke to Janardana, the God of gods: “May I have firm devotion to You, in birth after birth. Whether I am born as an insect, bird, beast, reptile, demon, spirit, or human—wherever I am born, O Keshava, by Your grace, may my devotion to You remain unwavering and unswerving.” The Lord of the worlds replied, “Let it be so,” and, touching the devotee with the edge of His conch, granted him divine knowledge, rare even among yogis. As the Brahmin offered praise, Janardana, smiling, placed His hand upon his head and spoke: “Go to the abode of Nara and Narayana; you will attain liberation. After fulfilling all desires, one ultimately becomes a recipient of liberation.” Thus, Uttanka, the foremost of Brahmins, went to the sacred abode of Nara and Narayana. It is declared that supreme devotion to Hari grants the fruits of all desires. Worshipping Madhava daily in the hermitage of Nara and Narayana, Uttanka attained that supreme abode of Vishnu, which is difficult to attain. Narayana, Lord of the universe, increases the welfare of His devotees. Whoever desires happiness here and hereafter should worship with devotion. Such a one, freed from all sins, goes to the abode of Hari. This devotion destroys all sins, is holy, and grants both enjoyment and liberation to people. To those who listen and speak of it—especially the devotees—I bow, for by their association people attain liberation. Whether their conduct is good or bad, I always bow again and again to them. One should worship the devotees of Hari, for they remove sins. Govinda lifts one from the difficult ocean of worldly existence. To those who contemplate the name of Hari, I always bow again and again. Liberation rests in their hands—a state difficult even for yogis to attain. For those who speak and listen, all sins are destroyed. Among these devotees is Jayadhvaja, devoted to Narayana. He delights in giving lamps and is dedicated to compassion for all beings. He constructed a temple for Vishnu, adorned with many flowers. Especially devoted to giving lamps, he is beloved by Hari. Thus, the story reveals the profound power of devotion—how the Lord answers the earnest prayers of His devotees, grants them knowledge and liberation, and how the company of such devotees leads others to liberation as well.