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Dāmodarāshthaka Text: Satyavrata Muni (Vyāsa deva) (from
the
Padma Purāna) (Bm
Em Bm A Bm Em F#m Bm Bm A G F#m (1) (Bm
Em Bm Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (D AIII
Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (2) (Bm
Em Bm Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (D AIII
Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) * (3) (Bm
Em Bm Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (D AIII
Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (4) (Bm
Em Bm Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (D AIII
Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) * (5) (Bm
Em Bm Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (D AIII
Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (6) (Bm
Em Bm Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (D AIII
Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) * (7) (Bm
Em Bm Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (D AIII
Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (8) (Bm
Em Bm Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) (D AIII
Em) (Bm
G F#m Bm) Exit: (Bm
Em Bm A Bm Em F#m Bm Bm A G F#m Sri
Dāmodarāshthaka TRANSLATION
(1) To the
Supreme Lord, whose form is the embodiment of eternal existence,
knowledge, and bliss, whose shark-shaped earrings are swinging to and
fro, who is beautifully shining in the divine realm of Gokula, who I
(due to the offense of breaking the pot of yogurt that His mother was
churning into butter and then stealing the butter that was kept hanging
from a swing) is quickly running from the wooden grinding mortar in
fear of mother Yasoda, but who has been caught from behind by her who
ran after Him with greater speed--to that Supreme Lord, Sri Damodara, I
offer my humble obeisances. (Seeing
the whipping stick in His mother's hand,) He is crying and rubbing His
eyes again and again with His two lotus hands. His eyes are filled with
fear, and the necklace of pearls around His neck, which is marked with
three lines like a conch shell, is shaking because of His quick
breathing due to crying. To this Supreme Lord, Sri Damodara, whose
belly is bound not with ropes but with His mother's pure love, I offer
my humble obeisances. By such
childhood pastimes as this He is drowning the inhabitants of Gokula in
pools of ecstasy, and is revealing to those devotees who are absorbed
in knowledge of His supreme majesty and opulence that He is only
conquered by devotees whose pure love is imbues with intimacy and is
free from all conceptions of awe and reverence. With great love I again
offer my obeisances to Lord Damodara hundreds and hundreds of times. 0 Lord,
although You are able to give all kinds of benedictions, I do not pray
to You for the boon of impersonal liberation, nor the highest
liberation of eternal life in Vaikuntha, nor any other boon (which may
be obtained by executing the nine processes of bhakti). O Lord, I
simply wish that this form of Yours as Bala Gopala in Vrndavana may
ever be manifest in my heart, for what is the use to me of any other
boon besides this? O Lord,
Your lotus face, which is encircled by locks of soft black hair tinged
with red, is kissed again and again by mother Yasoda, and Your lips are
reddish like the bimba fruit. May this beautiful vision of Your lotus
face be ever manifest in my heart. Thousands and thousands of other
benedictions are of no use to me. O
Supreme Godhead, I offer my obeisances unto You. O Damodara! O Ananta!
O Vishnu! O master! O my Lord, be pleased upon me. By showering Your
glance of mercy upon me, deliver this poor ignorant fool who is
immersed in an ocean of worldly sorrows, and become visible to my eyes. 0 Lord
Damodara, just as the two sons of Kuvera--Manigriva and
Nalakuvara--were delivered from the curse of Narada and made into great
devotees by You in Your form as a baby tied with rope to a wooden
grinding mortar, in the same way, please give to me Your own
prema-bhakti. I only long for this and have no desire for any kind of
liberation. 0 Lord
Damodara, I first of all offer my obeisances to the brilliantly
effulgent rope which binds Your belly. I then offer my obeisances to
Your belly, which is the abode of the entire universe. I humbly bow
down to Your most beloved Srimati Radharani, and I offer all obeisances
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Duration: 9
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Date: 11 Nov. 2020
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namāmīs'varam
sac-cid-ānanda-rūpam
To
the
Lord whose form is ever to know glee,
lasat-kundalam
gokule
bhrājamānam R
His
earrings
swinging, the brilliance of Gokul,
yas'odā-bhiyolūkhalād
dhāvamānam
Yasodha's
yogurt-pot
he broke stealing the butter,
parāmrishtham
atyantato
drutya-gopyā R
running
she
seized Him, my respect unto Him.
rudantam
muhur
netra-yugmam mrijantam
Seeing
the
stick He cries rubbing His eyes,
karāmbhoja-yugmena
sātanka-netram R
looking
afraid
with the pearl string on his neck.
muhuh
s'vāsa-kampa-trirekhānka-kanthha-
No
rope
can bind Him, only love can,
sthita-graivam
dāmodaram
bhakti-baddham R
To
this
Lord Dāmodar' all my respect,
(Bm
A
G F#m Em D C#dim Bmin -2 x)
itīdrik
sva-līlābhir
ānanda-kunde
This
childplay
submerges Vrindavana in happiness,
sva-ghosham
nimajjantam
ākhyāpayantam R
and
shows
devotees how to know Him with wisdom.
tadīyeshita-jneshu
bhaktair
jitatvam
The
full
of Him intimate knows free and devoted,
punah
prematas
tam s'atāvritti vande R
full
of
admiration and full of awe.
varam
deva
moksham na mokshāvadhim vā
O
Lord
you grant freedom but impersonal no,
na
cānyam
vrine 'ham vares'ād apīha R
I
long
for no heaven or for another boon,
idam
te
vapur nātha gopāla-bālam
Your
form
Bala-Aopal ever in my heart,
sadā
me
manasy āvirāstām kim anyaih R
no
other
favor has any meaning to me.
(Bm
A
G F#m Em D C#dim Bmin -2 x)
idam
te
mukhāmbhojam atyanta-nīlair
O
Lord
Your face, with black hair glowing red,
vritam
kuntalaih
snigdha-raktais' ca gopyā R
is
kissed
by Yasodha, Your Bimba-lips red as the fruit,
muhus'
cubitam
bimba-raktādharam me
May
your
sweet face be forever in My heart,
manasy
āvirāstām
alam laksha-lābhaih R
Thousands
of
other favors are of no avail.
namo
deva
dāmodarānanta vishno
I
honor
You Dāmodhar, Ananta Vishnu
prasīda
prabho
duhkha-jālābdhi-magnam R
O
master,
my Lord be pleased with me.
kripā-drishthi-vrishthyāti-dīnam
batānu-
Merciful
casting
Your glance frees this fool,
grihānes'a
mām
ajńam edhy akshi-dris'yah R
who
thus
may see You in his worldy grief.
(Bm
A
G F#m Em D C#dim Bmin -2 x)
kuverātmajau
baddha-mūrtyaiva
yadvat
The
way
You set Kuvera's sons free from the curse,
tvayā
mocitau
bhakti-bhājau kritau ca R
planting
devotion
as a baby to the block,
tathā
prema-bhaktim
svakām me prayaccha
Please
grant
me too Your loving devotion,
na
mokshe
graho me 'sti dāmodareha R
that's
all
I desire, no other freedom.
namas
te
'stu dāmne sphurad-dīpti-dhāmne
First
of
all o lord I honor your bellies cord,
tvadīyodarāyātha
vis'vasya-dhāmne R
than
the
belly itself that carries the universe,
namo
rādhikāyai
tvadīya-priyāyai
Humly
I
bow for your sweetheart Rādhā,
namo
'nanta-līlāya
devāya tubhyam R
next
then
to You O lord of infinite joy.
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(found in the Padma Purāna of Krsna
Dvaipāyana Vyāsa, spoken by Satyavrata Muni in a
conversation with Nārada Muni and Saunaka Rsi)
"In the month of Kārtika one should worship Lord Dāmodara
and daily recite the prayer known as Dāmodarāshthaka, which
has been spoken by the sage Satyavrata and which attracts Lord
Dāmodara." (S'rī Hari-bhakti-vilāsa 2.16.198)
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