Glories of the Divine Mother

The Master sang:
     Out of my deep affliction rescue me, O Redeemer!   
     Terrified by the threats of the King of Death am I! 
     Left to myself, I shall perish soon; 
      Save me, oh, save me now, I pray! 

     Mother of all the worlds! Thou, the Support of mankind!  
     Thou, the Bewitcher of all, the Mother of all that has life!  
     Vrindāvan's charming Radha art Thou, 
      Dearest playmate of Braja's Beloved. 

     Blissful comrade of Krishna, well-spring of Krishna's lila,  
     Child of Himālaya, best of the gopis, beloved of Govinda! 
     Sacred Ganga, Giver of moksha! 
      Śakti! The universe sings Thy praise. 

     Thou art the Spouse of Śiva, the Ever-blessed, the All;   
     Sometimes Thou takest form and sometimes art absolute.   
      Eternal Beloved of Mahādeva,  
      Who can fathom Thine infinite glories?

- Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna, P 301 
                       (10 October 1883)