Biśvambhara Mūrti Yena Madana Samāna

Viśvambhara's form is splendid like Kāmadeva's. His fragrant flower-garland is splendid. His garments are splendid.

Compared to the splendor of His form, the splendor of gold is worthless like a pile of ashes. Even the moon is ashamed to gaze on His face.

How can the garland of flower buds have tha audacity to gaze on His glorious teeth? Seeing His glorious hair, they cannot remain conscious.

Gazing at His reddish eyes, how can the lotus flowers remain conscious?

His two arms reach to His knees. His chest is broad. His very slender sacred-thread is glorious.

On His forehead is wonderful graceful Vaiṣṇava tilakas. Even without ornaments His handsome limbs charm every heart.

Millions of jewels gaze at His fingernails and toenails. Nectar personified gazes at His smile.

Vṛndāvana dāsa thus sings the glories of Śrī Kṛṣṇa Caitanya and Śrī Nityānandacandra.