Meanwhile, Hari (Krishna) grew restless and woke up while Yashoda sang in a sweet voice. Surdas says that the divine bliss which is rare even for gods and sages is attained by Nanda's wife.

In this tender verse, the poet Surdas captures a deeply intimate moment of divine childhood. Little Krishna suddenly wakes up restless from his sleep, and Mother Yashoda gently soothes him by singing a sweet, melodious lullaby. Surdas reflects with wonder on the fortune of Yashoda. The supreme bliss and divine presence that remains rare even to great sages and celestial beings is experienced so effortlessly by Mother Yashoda, simply through the pure warmth of her maternal love. It is a touching celebration of tender affection and devotion.