भक्तामर - प्रणत - मौलिमणि - प्रभाणा-मुद्योतकं दलित-पाप-तमोवितानम्।सम्यक् प्रणम्य जिनपादयुगं युगादा-वालम्बनं भवजले पततां जनानाम्॥1॥
I bow to Thee, O Lord Adinath — Teacher Supreme, Guide of the Path of Dharma Eternal, Source Divine, the Purusha first, Saviour Benign. Crowns place celestials on Thy feet; delusions they remove, see vision sweet. Worshipping Thy feet ends transmigration, with body, mind and speech concentration.
यः संस्तुतः सकल-वाङ्मयतत्त्वबोधा-दुद्भूतबुद्धिपटुभिः सुरलोक-नाथैः।स्तोत्रैर् जगत्त्रितयचित्तहरैरुदारैःस्तोष्ये किलाहमपि तं प्रथमं जिनेन्द्रम्॥2॥
With words select and expressions deep I give Thine supreme attributes a peep. Just as Shruti and others sang Thy praise, it was Indra and other celestials' craze.
बुद्ध्या विनाऽपि विबुधार्चितपादपीठ!स्तोतुं समुद्यत-मतिर्विगत-त्रपोऽहम्।बालं विहाय जलसंस्थितमिन्दुबिम्ब-मन्यः क इच्छति जनः सहसा ग्रहीतुम्॥3॥
My desire to praise Thee is insolence, using various expressions sheer ignorance. No wise man would catch the reflection of moon in water — a childish action.
वक्तुं गुणान् गुणसमुद्र! शशांककांतान्,कस्ते क्षमः सुरगुरुप्रतिमोऽपि बुद्धया।कल्पान्त - काल - पवनोद्धत - नक्रचक्रं,को वा तरीतुमलमम्बुनिधिं भुजाभ्याम्॥4॥
Ocean limitless of passionless attributes: even Brahaspati is unable to pay tributes. Which creature can swim the ocean disturbed by Dooms day violent motion?
सोऽहं तथापि तव भक्तिवशान्मुनीश!कर्तुं स्तवं विगतशक्तिरपि प्रवृत्तः।प्रीत्याऽऽत्मवीर्यमविचार्य मृगो मृगेन्द्रं,नाभ्येति किं निजशिशोः परिपालनार्थम्॥5॥
Incapable still I pray with devotion, moved by urge without hesitation. Faces a lion, a mother deer, to rescue her little one without fear.
अल्पश्रुतं श्रुतवतां परिहासधाम,त्वद्भक्तिरेव मुखरीकुरुते बलान्माम्।यत्कोकिलः किल मधौ मधुरं विरौति,तच्चारु - चाम्र - कलिका - निकरैकहेतुः॥6॥
The cuckoo sings sweet notes in the spring; buds of mango tree provide the urge. Though idiotic like a laughing stock I sing Thy praise — devotion imparts the surge.
त्वत्संस्तवेन भवसन्तति-सन्निबद्धं,पापं क्षणात्क्षयमुपैति शरीरभाजाम्।आक्रान्त - लोकमलिनीलमशेषमाशु -सूर्यांशुभिन्नमिव शार्वरमन्धकारम्॥7॥
Accumulated sins of births disappear; the prayer removes their traces. No traces of any darkness appear when sun's rays the night faces.
मत्वेति नाथ! तव संस्तवनं मयेद-मारभ्यते तनुधियापि तव प्रभावात्।चेतो हरिष्यति सतां नलिनीदलेषुमुक्ताफल-द्युतिमुपैति ननूदबिन्दुः॥8॥
With Thy grace, prayer I offer, pleasant and soothing to people's mind. When water drops on lotus flower shine, it imparts of pearls kind.
आस्तां तव स्तवनमस्तसमस्त-दोषंत्वत्संकथापि जगतां दुरितानि हन्ति।दूरे सहस्रकिरणः कुरुते प्रभैवपद्माकरेषु जलजानि विकासभाञ्जि॥9॥
What to say of Thy attributes glorious — mere mention destroys sins notorious. Just as lotus flowers bloom with delight when falls on them remote sun's light.
नात्यद्भुतं भुवनभूषण! भूतनाथ!भूतैर्गुणैर्भुवि भवन्तमभिष्टुवन्तः।तुल्या भवन्ति भवतो ननु तेन किं वाभूत्याश्रितं य इह नात्मसमं करोति?॥10॥
No wonder they attain Thy position who recite Thy attributes with devotion. Such masters hardly get commendation who raise not their servants to their elevation.
दृष्ट्वा भवन्तमनिमेषविलोकनीयंनान्यत्र तोषमुपयाति जनस्य चक्षुः।पीत्वा पयः शशिकरद्युति-दुग्धसिन्धोःक्षारं जलं जलनिधेरसितुं क इच्छेत्॥11॥
On Thee a person focuses attention, excludes everything else to mention. After taste of nectar from milky ocean, who will have saline water notion?
यैः शान्तरागरुचिभिः परमाणुभिस्त्वंनिर्मापितस्त्रिभुवनैक - ललामभूत!तावन्त एव खलु तेऽप्यणवः पृथिव्यां,यत्ते समानमपरं नहि रूपमस्ति॥12॥
Lord of the universe, its decoration and grandeur: there is none else here to match your splendour, because ingredients of your attributes of non-attachment were the only ones in the world without replacement.
वक्त्रं क्व ते सुरनरोरगनेत्रहारिनिःशेष-निर्जित-जगत्-त्रितयोपमानम्।बिम्बं कलंकमलिनं क्व निशाकरस्ययद् वासरे भवति पाण्डुपलाशकल्पम्॥13॥
Serenity of Thine face is matchless, is feast for mortals' celestial sight. Moon trying to vie with it is helpless — spot it has, and obscurity in day light.
सम्पूर्णमंडल-शशांककलाकलाप-शुभ्रा गुणास्त्रिभुवनं तव लंघयन्ति।ये संश्रितास्त्रिजगदीश्वर-नाथमेकंकस्तान् निवारयति संचरतो यथेष्टम्॥14॥
Thine attributes all three worlds transcend, like full moon rays filling earth's atmosphere, because for their source on Thee depend, Lord of Lords of all the worlds' sphere.
चित्रं किमत्र यदि ते त्रिदशांगनाभि-र्नीतं मनागपि मनो न विकार-मार्गम्।कल्पान्तकाल-मरुता चलिताचलेनकिं मन्दराद्रिशिखरं चलितं कदाचित्॥15॥
Failed to seduce Thee with her charm, celestial beauty could do no harm. Mountain Meru is too steadfast; Dooms day winds other mountains blast.
निर्धूमवर्तिरपवर्जित-तैलपूरःकृत्स्नं जगत्रयमिदं प्रकटीकरोषि।गम्यो न जातु मरुतां चलिताचलानांदीपोऽपरस्त्वमसि नाथ! जगत्प्रकाशः॥16॥
O Lord, Thy light three worlds illumines — a lamp without wick, oil or smoke Thou shines. O wonderful lamp, brightening the whole universe, too strong for the mount-quaking windy curse.
नास्तं कदाचिदुपयासि न राहुगम्यः,स्पष्टीकरोषि सहसा युगपज्जगन्ति।नाम्भोधरोदर-निरुद्धमहाप्रभावःसूर्यातिशायिमहिमासि मुनीन्द्र! लोके॥17॥
Sun suffers eclipse, clouds obscure its light; it sets, disappears, leaving darkness in the night. Thou art not such a sun: Thy infallible light illumines the universe and, for obstacles, too bright.
नित्योदयं दलितमोहमहान्धकारंगम्यं न राहुवदनस्य न वारिदानाम्।विभ्राजते तव मुखाब्जमनल्पकान्तिविद्योतयज्जगदपूर्व - शशांकबिम्बम्॥18॥
The beauty of Thy face, O Lord, transcends that of moon, which sets, suffers eclipse, disappears in the clouds soon. Thou dispels delusion, moon the darkness of night; Thou illumines universe, moon makes a planet bright.
किं शर्वरीषु शशिनाह्नि विवस्वता वा?युष्मन्मुखेन्दु-दलितेषु तमस्सु नाथ!निष्पन्नशालिवनशालिनि जीवलोकेकार्य कियज्जलधरैर्जलभारनम्रैः॥19॥
O Lord, Thy halo dispels the darkness perpetual. Of what use is then sun of usual and moonlight? Of what use are the clouds full of rains when all the fields flow with ripe grains?
ज्ञानं यथा त्वयि विभाति कृतावकाशंनैवं तथा हरिहरादिषु नायकेषु।तेजः स्फुरन्मणिषु याति यथा महत्त्वंनैवं तु काचशकले किरणाकुलेऽपि॥20॥
Deities other envy Thy Omniscience, just as glass glaze diamond's brilliance. In them there is no such glorification — it is matching the glass to diamond's position.
मन्ये वरं हरिहरादय एव दृष्टादृष्टेषु येषु हृदयं त्वयि तोषमेति।किं वीक्षितेन भवता भुवि येन नान्यःकश्चिन्मनो हरति नाथ! भवान्तरेऽपि॥21॥
Other deities may be said good in a way, as soul searches Thee under their sway. To seek contentment and solace eternal, Thou imparts unlike others ephemeral.
स्त्रीणां शतानि शतशो जनयन्ति पुत्रान्,नान्या सुतं त्वदुपमं जननी प्रसूता।सर्वा दिशो दधति भानि सहस्ररश्मिं,प्राच्येव दिग् जनयति स्फुरदंशुजालम्॥22॥
Innumerable stars in all directions appear; it is only the East from which the sun does rise. Numberless sons other mothers bear; a son like Thee is Thy mother's prize.
त्वामामनन्ति मुनयः परमं पुमांस-मादित्यवर्णममलं तमसः परस्तात्।त्वामेव सम्यगुपलभ्य जयन्ति मृत्युंनान्यः शिवः शिवपदस्य मुनीन्द्र! पन्थाः॥23॥
Resplendent like sun, spotless, the Being Supreme, unaffected by delusion — saints hold you in high esteem. They conquer death on Thy realization, being the only sure way of securing salvation.
त्वामव्ययं विभुमचिन्त्यमसंख्यमाद्यंब्रह्माणमीश्वरमनन्तमनंगकेतुम्।योगीश्वरं विदितयोगमनेकमेकंज्ञानस्वरूपममलं प्रवदन्ति सन्तः॥24॥
Virtuous hail Thee indestructible and all composite, with form beyond conception and virtues infinite. They call Thee ADI, being the first of Tirthankars; they call Thee Brahma, having shed all karmas; they call Thee Ishwar, having achieved all achievable; they call Thee Ananta, as Thy form is ever durable.
बुद्धस्त्वमेव विबुधार्चितबुद्धि-बोधात्त्वं शंकरोऽसि भुवनत्रय-शंकरत्वात्।धाताऽसि धीर! शिवमार्गविधेर्विधानात्व्यक्तं त्वमेव भगवन्! पुरुषोत्तमोऽसि॥25॥
As Anangketu, having destroyed the sex instinct; as Yogishwar, being head of saints distinct; as Vidityoga, having attained yogee perfection; as many, since each soul has distinction. They call Thee one, being Thyself a class; as knowledge incarnate, spotless without karmas. They hail Thee Buddha, being venerated by learned many; Shankar as bestower of peace in the worlds' den; as Narayan, being the ideal soul there.
तुभ्यं नमस्त्रिभुवनार्तिहराय नाथ!तुभ्यं नमः क्षितितलामलभूषणाय।तुभ्यं नमस्त्रिजगतः परमेश्वराय,तुभ्यं नमो जिन! भवोदधि-शोषणाय॥26॥
My obeisance to Thee, O Lord — Thou art the remover of world's misery and pain. My respects to Thee, O Lord — Thou driest up the ocean of wandering mundane. My veneration to Thee, O Lord — Thou art the world's beauty and decoration. I bow to Thee, O Lord — Thou art the Lord of the world's population.
को विस्मयोऽत्र यदि नाम गुणैरशेषैःत्वं संश्रितो निरवकाशतया मुनीश!दोषैरुपात्त-विविधाश्रय-जातगर्वैःस्वप्नान्तरेऽपि न कदाचिदपीक्षितोऽसि॥27॥
No wonder the virtues, not finding a place anywhere, found in Thee a fit receptacle and reposed there. The sins and defects, full of pride without care, could not dream of Thee, being accepted everywhere.
उच्चैरशोकतरुसंश्रितमुन्मयूख-माभाति रूपममलं भवतो नितान्तम्।स्पष्टोल्लसत् किरणमस्ततमोवितानंबिम्बं रवेरिव पयोधर-पार्श्ववर्ति॥28॥
Surrounded by spotless halo below the Ashoka tree, Thy light focuses upward from Thy resplendent body free. The scene is fascinating like mighty sun's reflection seen through dark clouds with rays in all direction.
सिंहासने मणिमयूखशिखाविचित्रेविभ्राजते तव वपुः कनकावदातम्।बिम्बं वियद्-विलसदंशुलता-वितानंतुंगोदयाद्रि-शिरसीव सहस्ररश्मेः॥29॥
Seated on the multicoloured throne, scintillating with the most costly stone, Thy speckless golden person emanates halo in each direction — fascinates like rising sun's disc on mount top shooting rays brisk.
कुन्दावदात-चलचामर-चारुशोभंविभ्राजते तव वपुः कलधौतकान्तम्।उद्यच्छशांक-शुचिनिर्झर-वारिधार-मुच्चैस्तटं सुरगिरेरिव शातकौम्भम्॥30॥
Celestials serve Thee with chanwar white; Thy person golden then assumes a sight most charming, like froth and foam from the spring dancing on Meru's golden dome.
छत्र-त्रयं तव विभाति शशांककान्त-मुच्चैः स्थितं स्थगितभानुकर-प्रतापम्।मुक्ताफल-प्रकरजाल-विवृद्धशोभंप्रख्यापयत् त्रिजगतः परमेश्वरत्वम्॥31॥
Over Thy head are three canopies bedecked with jewels and fine rubies. Thou art world's Lord, they clear, and absorb the Sun's heat severe.
उन्निद्रहेम-नवपंकजपुंजकान्तीपर्युल्लसन्-नखमयूखशिखाभिरामौ।पादौ पदानि तव यत्र जिनेन्द्र! धत्तःपद्मानि तत्र विबुधाः परिकल्पयन्ति॥32॥
O Lord Jinendra, whenever Thine holy feet — fascinating like new golden lotus sweet, attractive with shining finger nails — go, the celestials create beautiful lotus below.
इत्थं यथा तव विभूतिरभूज्जिनेन्द्र!धर्मोपदेशनविधौ न तथा परस्य।यादृक् प्रभा दिनकृतः प्रहतान्धकारातादृक् कुतो ग्रह-गणस्य विकाशिनोऽपि॥33॥
Lord Jinendra, the above glory Thou attained in preaching true religion none also gained. No surprise no other planet is so bright as to emulate sun's darkness-dispelling light.
श्च्योतन् मदाविलविलोलकपोलमूल-मत्तभ्रमद्-भ्रमरनाद-विवृद्धकोपम्।ऐरावताभमिभमुद्धतमापतन्तंदृष्ट्वा भयं भवति नो भवदाश्रितानाम्॥34॥
An elephant mad with rage excited, with cheeks by humming bees blighted, looking like Indra's Arawat elephant, cannot hold Thy devotee in fear's element.
भिन्नेभ-कुम्भ-गलदुज्ज्वल-शोणिताक्त-मुक्ताफल-प्रकर-भूषितभूमिभागः।बद्धक्रमः क्रमगतं हरिणाधिपोऽपिनाक्रामति क्रमयुगाचलसंश्रितं ते॥35॥
A lion who has torn asunder elephant's head with blood flowing under, scattering blood-stained pearls on the ground, ready to pounce with growling sound — if Thy devotee falls in his clutches, firm in faith, him no scratch touches.
कल्पान्तकाल-पवनोद्धत-वह्निकल्पंदावानलं ज्वलितमुज्ज्वलमुत्स्फुलिंगम्।विश्वं जिघत्सुमिव सम्मुखमापतन्तंत्वन्नामकीर्तनजलं शमयत्यशेषम्॥36॥
Fierce fire fanned by ferocious gust of wind, violent as Dooms day motion lust, emitting white flames threatening to devour whole of the universe in less than an hour, extinguishes, and there appears a pool with lotus flowers: the recitation of Thy name acts as pouring shower.
रक्तेक्षणं समदकोकिल-कण्ठनीलंक्रोधोद्धतं फणिनमुत्फणमापतन्तम्।आक्रामति क्रमयुगेन निरस्तशंक-स्त्वन्नामनागदमनी हृदि यस्य पुंसः॥37॥
A cobra black as cuckoo under the neck, fangs raised, eyes red with rage, without check, faces a person who enshrines Thee in heart pure — harms not, though trampled; he has infallible cure.
वल्गत्तुरंग-गजगर्जित-भीमनाद-माजौ बलं बलवतामपि भूपतीनाम्।उद्यद्दिवाकरमयूख-शिखापविद्धंत्वत्कीर्तनात् तम इवाशु भिदामुपैति॥38॥
Opposed in battle field by mighty forces consisting of yelling elephants and neighing horses of powerful kings, when Thy devotee offers prayers, enemy disappears as if sun's rays darkness tear.
कुन्ताग्रभिन्न - गजशोणित - वारिवाह-वेगावतार-तरणातुरयोध-भीमे।युद्धे जयं विजितदुर्जयजेयपक्षाःत्वत्पाद-पंकजवनाश्रयिणो लभन्ते॥39॥
Where rivers of blood flow from elephants' head thrust through, pierced with spears all red, a person with faith firm in Thy lotus feet conquers the most turbulent foe and their armies fleet.
अम्भोनिधौ क्षुभितभीषणनक्रचक्र-पाठीन-पीठभयदोल्वणवाडवाग्नौ।रंगत्तरंग-शिखरस्थित-यानपात्रा-स्त्रासं विहाय भवतः स्मरणाद् व्रजन्ति॥40॥
Through sea where hordes of crocodiles abound and dreadful fire creates terror abound, Thy devotee's vessel tossed by turbulent waves completes the voyage when indulgence Thy craves.
उद्भूतभीषणजलोदर-भारभुग्नाःशोच्यां दशामुपगताश्च्युतजीविताशाः।त्वत्पाद-पंकजरजोऽमृतदिग्धदेहामर्त्या भवन्ति मकरध्वजतुल्यरूपाः॥41॥
Afflicted by dropsy and maladies incurable, a person laid prostrate feels miserable. Smears his body with the dust off Thy feet — it's nectar; recovers, assumes form like cupid sweet.
आपाद-कण्ठमुरुशृंखल-वेष्टितांगाः,गाढं बृहन्निगडकोटि-निघृष्टजंघाः।त्वन्नाममन्त्रमनिशं मनुजाः स्मरन्तः,सद्यः स्वयं विगतबन्धभया भवन्ति॥42॥
Handcuffed and manacled by heavy chains, with thighs torn, suffering untold pains, a person who remembers Thee, O Lord, is set free — chains break of their own accord.
मत्तद्विपेन्द्र-मृगराज-दवानलाहि-संग्राम-वारिधि-महोदर-बंधनोत्थम्।तस्याशु नाशमुपयाति भयं भियेवयस्तावकं स्तवमिमं मतिमानधीते॥43॥
A person who reads this poem with devotion never has of afflictions any fear or notion: malady serious, elephant in rage, python, angry lion, furious fire, horrible sea, turbulent war, devastating imprisonment rigorous.
स्तोत्रस्रजं तव जिनेन्द्र! गुणैर्निबद्धां,भक्त्या मया रुचिरवर्णविचित्रपुष्पाम्।धत्ते जनो य इह कंठगतामजस्रंतं मानतुंगमवशा समुपैति लक्ष्मीः॥44॥
This charming composition, like rosary beautiful, containing expressions picked like flowers suitable, borne in one's heart like garland round the neck, secures heavens and Moksha at Thy devotee's back — like Manatunga, the author of the composition, this contains Lord Jinendra's attributes exposition.