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Τρίτη, 8 Οκτωβρίου 2013

Rama Recites a Hymn to the Sun

                                        “Om Sri Lakshmi Narashimhan Nahama”
                                                    Ramayana  Chapter 105
                              Rama Recites a Hymn to the Sun

The sage Agastya saw Rama standing on the battlefield absorbed in thought and
exhausted from fighting, with Ravana facing Him ready to fight. Approaching Rama with the
demigods who had come to watch the conflict, the blessed sage Agastya said: “O Rama! O
Rama! O strong-armed one! Hear this eternal secret by which you will conquer all your enemies
in battle, my dear prince. The chanting of this eternal and most holy hymn called Aditya-hridaya
destroys all enemies. It brings victory. It is the most auspicious of all auspicious things. It destroys
all sins. It allays all anxiety and sorrow and is the most efficacious means to prolong one’s life.

“Worship the splendorous sun, the ruler of the worlds clothed in rays and risen on the
horizon. He is honored by all the gods and demons and illuminates the world. He is indeed the
embodiment of all the gods. He is resplendent. By his rays he creates and maintains the hordes
of gods and demons and their worlds. He is Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, Skanda, Prajapati, Indra,
Kuvera, time, Yamaraja, Soma, Varuna, the forefathers, the Vasus, the saadhyas, the Ashvins,
the Maruts, Manu, Vayu, Agni, the creatures, life, the controller of the seasons, the brilliant one,
the son of Aditi, the vivifier, the sun, the courser in the sky, the nourisher, the splendorous one,
the golden one, the golden seed and the maker of the day.

“He has seven dark green horses hitched to his chariot. He has thousands of rays. He
destroys darkness. He is Shambhu, Tvastha, Martanda, Anshuman, Hiranya-garbha, the source
of heat during the winter, the effulgent sun, the womb of fire, the son of Aditi, the conch shell, the
destroyer of cold, lord of the sky, the splitter of darkness, the pervader of the Rig, Yajur and
Sama Vedas, the giver of heavy showers of rain, the friend, the swift courser along his own path,
the warmer, the orb, death itself, yellowish, warming all, all-knowing, most splendid, red and the
source of all existence. He is the lord of the asterisms, the planets and the stars. He is the source
of everything. Of splendor, he is the splendid one. I offer my prostrated respects to him who has
twelve forms.

“The hymn is as follows:
namah purvaya giraye
pashcimayadraye namah
jyotir gananam pataye
dinadhipataye namah
jayaya jaya-bhadraya
hary-ashvaya namo namah
namo namah sahasramsho
adityaya namo namah
nama ugraya viraya
sarangaya namo namah
namah padma-prabodhaya
pracandaya namo ’stu te
brahmeshanacyuteshaya
surayaditya-varcase
bhasvate sarva-bhakshaya
raudraya vapushe namah
tamoghnaya himaghnaya
shatrughnayamitatmane
kritaghnaghnaya devaya
jyotisham pataye namah
tapta-camikarabhaya
haraye, vishva-karmane
namas tamo ’bhinighnaya
rucaye loka-sakshine


“‘I offer my respects to you who are the eastern mountain and the western mountain, the
lord of the hosts of luminaries and the lord of the day. I offer my respects to you who are victory,
the giver of victory and the owner of the green horses. I offer my respects to you who have a
thousand rays, the son of Aditi. I offer my respects to you who are fearsome, valiant and
speckled. I offer my respects to you who are the awakener of the lotus, the fierce one. I offer my
respects to you who are the lord of Brahma, Shiva and Vishnu, the resplendent sun itself,
effulgent all-illuminating and having a fierce body. I offer my respects to you who are the
destroyer of darkness, the destroyer of ice, the destroyer of enemies, the unlimited Soul, the
destroyer of the ungrateful, the lord of all lights. I offer my respects to you who are as brilliant as
molten gold, fire itself, the creator of this universe. I offer my respects to you who are the
destroyer of darkness, the shining one, the witness of the world.’

“That lord certainly creates, maintains and destroys whatever exists. By his rays he heats
and showers down rain. He is the one who remains awake when the living beings have fallen
asleep. He is the oblations offered in the sacrificial fire and the fruit enjoyed by those who perform
sacrifice. He is all the gods, the sacrifices and the fruit of sacrifices. He is the Supreme Lord of all
the activities in all the worlds. The person who glorifies him when in difficulties or danger never
comes to grief, O Rama. Worship that God of gods, the Lord of the world with concentration. By
chanting this hymn three times, one will be victorious in battles. This very moment You will kill
Ravana, O strong-armed one.”

Having said this, Agastya left the same way he had come. When Rama heard this advice,
His sorrow immediately vanished. Controlling Himself, he maintained the feeling of delight in His
mind. Rama sipped water three times with appropriate prayers to purify Himself and then
experienced great pleasure by reciting the hymn while looking at the sun. Grabbing His bow and
staring at Ravana, the valiant Rama joyfully proceeded to the battlefield to achieve victory. He
became determined to kill Ravana with all His effort. Pleased to see Rama offering prayers and
understanding that Ravana would soon be killed, the sun-god, who was in the midst of hosts of
gods, said to Rama: “Hurry!”





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