śrīahobala nṛsiṃha stotram

I bow to the great Narasimha of Ahobila, the ocean of compassion, who is the royal swan sporting in the lotus-lake of Lakshmi’s side-glances, who dwells on the mountain of the king of birds (Garuda), who is the destroyer of the cycle of birth and death, who is the Lord, and whose complexion is like that of cow’s milk, camphor, and sandalwood.

I bow to the great Narasimha of Ahobila, the ocean of compassion, who is without beginning or end, unborn, imperishable, and immeasurable; whose eyes are the sun, the moon, and fire; who is the primordial deity; and who is like a maddened bee hovering over the lotus-like face of the lotus-born (Brahma).

I salute the great Lord Narasimha of Ahobila, the treasure of compassion, whose radiant splendor is enhanced by the multitude of crowns he wears, whose limbs are adorned with armlets, necklaces, and gem-studded earrings, and whose face shines like the full moon, embellished by the crest jewel on his head.

I salute the Lord of Ahobala, the ocean of compassion, who is the auspicious one appearing as Varaha, Vamana, and Narasimha; whose heart is ever immersed in divine play; who is worshipped by the king of the gods; who is the essence of the Hamsa (the Supreme Self); and who dwells within the minds of the Paramahamsas (the realized sages).

I bow to the great Ahobala Narasimha, the ocean of compassion, whose lotus-like feet are the source of the Mandakini (Ganges), who delights the inhabitants of heaven, whose form is resplendent, and whose lotus-feet are adorned with Mandara flowers and Tulasi.

I bow to the great Narasimha of Ahobila, the ocean of compassion, who is charming with the garland of fresh Tulsi leaves, who is the beloved of the Earth and Lakshmi, who possesses a magnificent form, who is the king of mantras, and who is the lion that destroys the pride of the demons.