O father, you having ascended heaven and Rāma having taken refuge in the woods, who now in this city of yours shall protect what the people possess and secure to them what they have not?
योगक्षेमं तु तेऽव्यग्रं कोऽस्मिन् कल्पयिता पुरे। त्वयि प्रयाते स्वस्तात रामे च वनमाश्रिते॥