Is there anyone more merciful than Nitai? Is there anyone more magnanimous than Nityananada Prabhu? Is there any greater well wisher than Avadhut-shiromani Nitai? Is there anyone more forgiving than Padmavati’s son Nityananda Ram? Is there anyone distributing love of Godhead more freely than Jahnava-jivan? For the fallen conditioned souls in this age of Kali, there is no other hope than Nitai, the greatest friend of all the living entities. He freely distributes love of Godhead to one and all without making any discriminations. His glories know no limits and his transcendental pastimes fall like showers of nectar on the desert like hearts of the souls bereft of good fortune. The devotees drown in an ocean of bliss upon hearing the glories of Nityananda Prabhu. Clasping his lotus feet close to our hearts, we pray for his causeless mercy and beg to given shelter under the cooling shade of his lotus feet. Sri Chaitanya Maharpabhu is the property of Nityananda prabhu and one can only approach Guaranga after being blessed by him, therefore we pray to him to engage us in the service of his lotus feet and in the service of the lotus feet of Sri Sachinandan Gaurahari. Sri Lochan das thakur has written the following beautiful prayers in the glorification of Nityananda Ram:
akrodha paramānanda nityānanda rāya
abhimāna śūnya nitāi nagare beḍāya
The noble Lord Nityananda is never angry, for He is the personification of supreme transcendental bliss. Devoid of any concept of false ego, Nitai wanders about the town.
adhama patita jīvera dvāre dvāre giyā
harināma mahā-mantra dicchena bilāiyā
Going from door to door in the residences of the most fallen and wretched souls, He freely distributes the gift of the Hari-nama mahamantra.
jā’re dekhe tā’re kahe dante tṛṇa dhari’
‘āmāre kiniyā laha bala gaurahari’
He exclaims to whomever he sees while holding straw between his teeth, “Please purchase me by worshipping Gaurahari!”
eta bali’ nityānanda bhūme gaḍi’ jāya
sonāra parvata jena dhūlāte loṭāya
Saying thus, Nityananda Prabhu rolls about on the ground, appearing like a golden mountain tumbling in the dust.
hena avatāre jā’ra rati nā janmila
locana bale sei pāpī ela āra gela
Locana Dasa Thakura says, “Whoever has not experienced the awakening of affection for such an avatara as this, that sinful person simply comes and goes uselessly in the cycle of repeated birth and death.”