In robes of white, embracing light, a form of Vishnu, moon-hued, four-armed,
With face serene, I meditate, for every obstacle disarmed.
Peaceful form, on serpent's sleep, lotus-eyed, the gods' high king,
The universe within his heart, the sky, a cloud of offering.
Lakshmi's love, in lotus bloom, by yogis sought in deepest prayer,
I bow to Vishnu, fear dispelled, Lord of all, beyond compare.
I bow to Vishnu, fear dispelled, Lord of all, beyond compare.
Vishnu as medicine, thoughts on him when we eat, Janardana's grace in meals,
In sleep, Padmanabha's form, in marriage, Brahma’s sacred seals.
In battle, Chakra-bearing God, in travel, Trivikrama's stride,
Narayana at life's release, Sridhara in love's sweet tide.
In nightmares, Govinda's call, in trouble, Madhusudana's might,
In forests, Narasimha's power, in fire, the water's light.
In water, Varaha's strength, on mountains, Rama's noble name,
In journeys, Vamana's foot, in all deeds, Madhava's flame.
He who chants these names, each day, with faith that knows no end,
From all sins freed, in Vishnu's realm, their blessed journey to transcend.
From all sins freed, in Vishnu's realm, their blessed journey to transcend.
From all sins freed, in Vishnu's realm, their blessed journey to transcend.
From all sins freed, in Vishnu's realm, their blessed journey to transcend.
From all sins freed, in Vishnu's realm, their blessed journey to transcend.
From all sins freed, in Vishnu's realm, their blessed journey to transcend.
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