You, the spouse of ADRISUTA-daughter of mountain, bent
the MANDARA mountain as a bow. Please protect me lord SAMBHU.
You, the bestower of abundant fortune, the ocean of compassion, saviour
of the world forever, you adorn yourself, with serpents as ornaments.
Your matted tressess are adorned with GANGA, you are the protector of
the dejected ones, you reside in the lotus-like hearts of ascetics who
are devoid of blemishes. Your soft smile is pure like nectar. Oh supreme
lord! Your exploits are immaculate, listening to which, all the miseries
of the world are removed. Your feet are worshipped by a host of celestials,
you are adept at removing all the sorrows of those who attend upon your
feet, you have the glory of vanquishing Cupid.
Your head is adorned with crescent moon. You are to enemies what wind
is to clouds. You are in the company of BHUTAGANA-s. Your name is sacred.
You are the embodiment of all good fortune of your devotees, oh the
dweller of Himalayas! the bestower of prosperity! your form is captivating,
oh the treasure of virtues! you conferred on ARJUNA the weapon PASUPATASTRA.
You destroyed the formidable TRIPURA, allayed the fear of MARKANDEYA.
Your eyes are beautiful like the autumanal lotus petals. You have the
elephant skin as the robe. Oh supreme lord! you fulfil the desires of
your devotees in totality. Lord SANKARA! You are extolled by BRAHMA
and INDRA. Your glory is sung by NARADA and the other ascetics. You
are kindly disposed towards the devotees of lord PADMANABHA. You are
the supreme one!