Without beginning, middle, or end, of infinite power,
Of infinite arms, whose eyes are the moon and sun,
I see Thee, whose face is a flaming fire,
Burning this whole universe with Thy radiance.

Therefore, bowing and prostrating my body,
I beg grace of Thee, the Lord to be revered;
As a father to his son, as a friend to his friend,
As a love to his beloved, be pleased to show mercy, O God!

-Bhagavad-gita