Nadīyāra Nārī Puruṣa Sukṛti Māni

Intent on performing a pious ritual, joyful at heart, and bringing various articles for the ceremony, the men and women of Nadīyā come to Nimāi's anna-praśāna ceremony.

They filled their eyes with the splendor of Śacī's son as, decorated with new ornaments, and a silk garment tied about His waist, He sits on fortunate Nīlāmbara's lap on the edge of a swing.

His body defeats the gold lotus flowers. How can the weak glory of the moon be compared to His glorious face? How can it be compared to the splendor of the wonderful sweet smile that lights His face as He accepts the first drop of sweet-rice?

At this festival who can remain peaceful? No one can place on his mouth words to describe the bliss he feels. Everyone praises Śacī and Jagannātha Miśra. Narahari's heart is flooded with bliss.