Sri Rama Charita Manasa - Shri Sita Ram Foundation, USA

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je jånahiÚ te jånahu° svåm∂, saguna aguna ura a≈tarajåm∂.
jo kosala pati råjiva nayanå, karau so råma hædaya mama ayanå.10.
asa abhimåna jåi jani bhore, maiÚ sevaka raghupati pati more.
suni muni bacana råma mana bhåe, bahuri harai munibara ura låe.11.
parama prasanna jånu muni moh∂, jo bara mågahu deu° so toh∂.
muni kaha maiÚ bara kabahu° na jåcå, samujhi na parai jhµu¢ha kå såcå.12.
tumhahi n∂ka lågai raghurå∂, so mohi dehu dåsa sukhadå∂.
abirala bhagati birati bigyånå, hohu sakala guna gyåna nidhånå.13.
prabhu jo d∂nha so baru maiÚ påvå, aba so dehu mohi jo bhåvå.14.
Said the sage, ìListen, O Lord, to my prayer: how am I to hymn Your praises? For
immeasurable is Your glory and scant my wit, which is as insignificant as the flash of
a fire-fly before the sun. I constantly glorify ›r∂ Råma (the Chief of Raghus), with a body
dark as a string of blue lotuses, wearing a crown of matted locks on His head and clad
in a hermitís robes, and carrying a bow and arrow in His hands with a quiver fastened
to His waist. The fire which consumes the thick forest of delusion, the sun that brings
delight to the lotus-like saints, the lion who kills the herd of elephants in the form of
demons, the hawk that kills the bird of metempsychosis, may He ever protect us. I extol
›r∂ Råma, whose eyes resemble the red lotus, who is elegantly dressed, who is a full
moon to S∂tåís Cakora like eyes, who is a cygnet disporting in the Månasa lake of Lord
›ivaís heart and who has a broad chest and long arms. A GaruŒa to devour the serpent
of doubt, the queller of despair induced by heated controversy, the uprooter of transmigration,
the delighter of gods, the embodiment of compassion, may He ever protect us, I sing the
praises of ›r∂ Råma, the reliever of earthís burden, who is both with and without
attributes, who is partial as well as impartial, who transcends knowledge, speech and the
senses and has no compeer, nay, who is all-pure, all-comprehensive, faultless and
unlimited. A veritable garden of wish-yielding trees to His devotees, who keeps away
wrath, greed, pride and lust, who is most urbane in manners and the bridge to cross the
ocean of mundane existence, may that champion of the solar race ever protect me.
Matchless in power of arm, the home of strength, the armour for the protection of
righteousness, endowed with a host of delightful virtues, may that Råma whose very
Name wipes out the greatest sins of the Kali age, be ever propitious to me. Even though
He is passionless, all-pervading, imperishable and ever dwelling in the heart of all, let
Him abide in my thoughts as the Slayer of Khara roaming about in the woods with His
younger brother (Lakmaƒa) and S∂tå. Let alone, my lord, those who know You to be
both with and without attributes and the witness of all hearts. As for myself may ›r∂
Råma, the lotus-eyed Lord of Kosala, take up His abode in my heart. Let not this exalted
feeling disappear from my mind even in an unguarded moment that I am His servant and
the Lord of Raghus my master.î ›r∂ Råma was delighted at heart to hear the sageís
words, and in His delight He pressed the great sage to His bosom again. ìKnow Me to
be supremely pleased, O sage; I am prepared to grant you any boon you may choose
to ask.î The sage replied, ìI have never asked any boon and know not what is real and
what unreal (what to choose and what to reject). Therefore, O Delighter of Your
devotees, grant me that which pleases You, O Lord of Raghus.î ìMay you become a
repository of worldly wisdom and goodness as well as of intense devotion, dispassion
and spiritual wisdom.î ìI have received the boon that my Lord has been pleased to grant.