Śrī Guru-Praśastiḥ

Even gods and goddesses are unable to sing your praiseworthy qualities and attributes. Where am I!? A very fallen soul, an unfortunate and tiny living entity. O adorable, venerable Gurudeva! Your blessings and mercy can raise me to sing with expectation, as you are non-different from Birachandra Prabhu.

To observe the people of the universe that are averse to Śrī Hari, the Lord, Śrī Gaurahari mercifully sent you to Śrī Rūpa’s own Gauḍa deśa as their protector and guardian. By the remembrance of your auspicious appearance day we can cut the bondage of Māyā, the nescience of material ignorance.

As the sun eradicates all the darkness of the universe by spreading its rays and shining forth, similarly you are shining and eradicating the darkness of Māyā as the true sun of divine knowledge, full of the all-powerful qualities of Śrī Hari.

Oh my Lord! Taking the thunder-like mendicant’s (sannyasī’s) triple staff (tridaṇḍa) and conquering the universe, you travelled from place to place distributing the teachings of Gaurāṅga ( Gaura-vāṇī ) to please the saddened hearts of the intelligentsia and to destroy the impersonalist conceptions and demoniac ideas that have grown by the influence of the age of Kali.

In the rainy season, the clouds filled with water move through the sky with a thunderous sound and shower their rains. Similarly you shower your merciful divine rains as you travel throughout this universe. Your travelling throughout the earth, along with your associates, is like the rumble of thunder as you distribute the glories of Lord Gaurāṅga. Oh my Lord, in this way you eternally shower supremely merciful nectar over all.

At Nabadwīp, the manifestation place of Śrī Chaitanya, on the banks of the Ganges River, you built a beautiful hermitage filled with the wealth of the conception of Śrī Gaurachandra, the worship of the youthful son of Vraja, Śrī Govindasundar. Oh merciful Lord! Here you adore the saintly devotees and give them joy by perfectly explaining the supreme teachings of Śrī Rūpa, appearing personally to give this merciful current of divinity as his full representative.

You are the divine master and protector of all by destroying the philosophy of Charvak Rishi; you are a stone-like weapon to the miscreants of this world; you are like the bright sun to the darkness of Buddhism and you protect the souls of this world from the horrible hole of impersonalist thought (māyāvāda); and you fly the victory flag of Śrī Gaurachandra or you are the victory flag for Śrī Gaurendu (the poet).

Oh my Lord! Oh divine guardian of the current of the teachings of Śrī Gaurāṅga coming through Śrīla Saraswatī Ṭhākur; who is the protector of pure devotion; who is the dearmost of Śrī Saraswatī Ṭhākur; you are the senior-most sannyasī; you are the great divine master. Oh my Lord! Today being your advent day this eternal servant of your lotus feet prays to always bathe in the shower of your mercy.