Nanda Kiśora dāsa Adhikārī, Jahnavadevīdāsī

All glories to you, Sri Bhaktisiddhanta, preceptor of Srila Prabhupada. Siddhanta Thou truly art the conclusion of the ripest fruit upon the Vedic tree. By your sweet grace you have set us free.

You the unflinching lion, who having quelled the maya-vadi's deathly trance, now a conquering hero, have taken the regal stance.

Your presence has outshone illusion's most deceptive maze, and your greatest gift has been to send us the shelter of Srila Prabhupada's unflinching gaze.

All glory to you, who are not different than Srimad-Bhagavatam.

All glory to you, nectarean moon, distributor of Visnu's rays.

I humbly bow at Srila Prabhupada's lotus feet, knowing that a father is most pleased when honor is given to his son, so kindly accept this worthless gift.

My service to parampara from now on.