śrīpādaśrīvallabhastotram

I bow to Sripada Srivallabha, the ocean of compassion, the embodiment of truth, knowledge, and bliss, who removes the darkness of ignorance and bestows liberation upon his devotees.

He who, for the sake of a Brahmani, quickly became a beggar for alms, and who, being pleased, became her compassionate son; why has He forgotten us and fallen into a deep slumber, or has He taken refuge in the Sripada mountain, free from the burning of worldly sorrows?

Having consoled his mother and departed, he who is honored by the noble ones, having made his limbs move, has he, forgetting us, fallen into a deep slumber, or has he reached the feet of Sripada, the mountain of grace, where no sorrows exist?

To remove the sorrow of the woman who was ready to bear a child, You Yourself became her son. Why have You forgotten us and fallen into a deep sleep, O Sripada, on the mountain (Sripada mountain) that removes all calamities?

He who readily bestowed a kingdom upon a washerman, and who, out of affection, became a human for his own protection; has He, forgetting us, fallen into a deep slumber, or is He resting on the Sripada mountain, having ceased His wanderings?

He who brought the dead Brahmin back to life and spread his fame in all directions, has he forgotten us and fallen into a deep sleep, or is he resting his lotus feet upon the Sripada mountain?

Thus concludes the Sripada Srivallabha Stotram composed by Sri Vasudevananda Saraswati.