O Dhananjaya, when you were born, the very gods themselves said, “O Kunti, this son of yours shall in no way be inferior to the thousand-eyed deity.” And in the northern r'aripatra mountain all the beings sang, “The prosperity these have been deprived of, by enemies, shall surely be recovered by this one. There shall be no vanquisher of him in battle and there shall be none whom he will not be able to conquer."
देवाश्चापि यदावाचन सूतके त्वां धनंजय॥ सहस्राक्षादनवरः कुन्ति पुत्रस्तवेति वै। उत्तरे पारियात्रे च जगुर्भूतानि सर्वशः॥ विप्रणष्टां श्रियं चैषामाहर्ता पुनरञ्जसा। नास्य जेता रणे कश्चिदजेता नैष कस्यचित्॥