(i) Entranced by the sweet glances from His lotus eyes, the celestials keep singing His glory, all the time. It was indeed very generous of the Lord, as the Āzhvār would put it, that He could likewise enable even him, so low, to meditate on Him and compose songs in His praise and sing besides revealing to him, out of His own free will and grace, His exquisite beauty, bedecked
In this third pāsuram, Śrī Nammāzhvār is utterly submerged in an ocean of bliss, contemplating the boundless generosity (audāryam) of Emperumān. He marvels, thinking, “How magnanimous is my Lord! He has blessed me with the divine faculty to describe His saundaryam (transcendental beauty) with an eloquence that rivals even that of the nityasūris, the eternally