ArtatrANastotram ..
The ArtatrANastotram is a hymn dedicated to Lord Shiva, invoking his protection and blessings for overcoming obstacles and dangers.
पपयदीकŚितविरछितम कŚीरामभोनिधिमनथनोदभवविŚात सनदहयमानान सुरान बरहमादीनवलोकय यः करुणया हालाहलाखयं विŚम
appayadīkŚitavirachitam kŚīrāmbhonidhimanthanodbhavaviŚāt sandahyamānān surān brahmādīnavalokya yaḥ karuṇayā hālāhalākhyaṃ viŚam
He who, with compassion, gazes upon the world, dispelling the poison of suffering, is the Lord who grants refuge, Narayana, the embodiment of mercy.
निशशङकं निजलीलया कवलयन लोकान ररकŚादरात ारतत्राणपरायणः स भगवान गङगाधरो मे गतिः
niśśaṅkaṃ nijalīlayā kavalayan lokān rarakŚādarāt ārtatrāṇaparāyaṇaḥ sa bhagavān gaṅgādharo me gatiḥ
The one who, with playful grace, protects the realms, is the Lord Ganges, who is my ultimate refuge.
कŚीरं सवादु निपीय मातुलगृ^िहे गतवा सवकीयं गृ^िहं कŚीरालाभवशेन खिननमनसे घोरं तपः कुरवते
kŚīraṃ svādu nipīya mātulagṛ^ihe gatvā svakīyaṃ gṛ^ihaṃ kŚīrālābhavaśena khinnamanase ghoraṃ tapaḥ kurvate
Having savored the sweet milk in the abode of my maternal kin, may I find solace in my own home, as I perform penance with a focused mind.
कारुणयादुपमनयवे निरवधिं कŚीरामबुधिं दततवान ारतत्राणपरायणः स भगवान गङगाधरो मे गतिः
kāruṇyādupamanyave niravadhiṃ kŚīrāmbudhiṃ dattavān ārtatrāṇaparāyaṇaḥ sa bhagavān gaṅgādharo me gatiḥ
Out of boundless compassion, he bestows the ocean of milk, and he, the Lord Ganges, is my refuge.
मृ^ितयुं वकŚसि ताडयन निजपदधयानैकभकतं मुनिं मारकणडेयमपालयत करुणया लिङगादविनिगतय यः
mṛ^ityuṃ vakŚasi tāḍayan nijapadadhyānaikabhaktaṃ muniṃ mārkaṇḍeyamapālayat karuṇayā liṅgādvinigatya yaḥ
He who, with kindness, strikes down the fear of death, protecting the devoted sage, is the Lord who grants refuge.
नेत्रामभोजसमरपणेन हरये.भीŚटं रथाङगं ददौ ारतत्राणपरायणः स भगवान गङगाधरो मे गतिः
netrāmbhojasamarpaṇena haraye.abhīŚṭaṃ rathāṅgaṃ dadau ārtatrāṇaparāyaṇaḥ sa bhagavān gaṅgādharo me gatiḥ
Bestowing the chariot of victory upon the one who surrenders, he, the Lord Ganges, is my refuge.
ूढं दरोणजयदरथादिरथिकैः सैनयं महत कौरवं दृ^िŚटवा कृ^िŚणसहायवनतमपि तं भीतं परपननारतिहा
ūḍhaṃ droṇajayadrathādirathikaiḥ sainyaṃ mahat kauravaṃ dṛ^iŚṭvā kṛ^iŚṇasahāyavantamapi taṃ bhītaṃ prapannārtihā
Seeing the mighty Kaurava army, he who stands firm, even with Krishna's aid, is the one who protects the frightened.
पारथं रकŚितवानमोघविŚयं दिवयासत्रमुदघोŚयन ारतत्राणपरायणः स भगवान गङगाधरो मे गतिः
pārthaṃ rakŚitavānamoghaviŚayaṃ divyāstramudghoŚayan ārtatrāṇaparāyaṇaḥ sa bhagavān gaṅgādharo me gatiḥ
He who safeguarded Partha, revealing the divine truth, is the Lord Ganges, my eternal refuge.
बालं शैवकुलोदभवं परिहसतसवज्ञातिपकŚाकुलं खिदयनतं तव मूरधनि पुŚपनिछयं दातुं समुधयतकरम
bālaṃ śaivakulodbhavaṃ parihasatsvajñātipakŚākulaṃ khidyantaṃ tava mūrdhni puŚpanichayaṃ dātuṃ samudhyatkaram
The child born of the Shaiva lineage, who is mocked by the wise, is the one who, with humility, offers flowers at your feet.
दृ^िŚटवा..नमय वरिञछिरमयनगरे पूजां तवदीयां भजन ारतत्राणपरायणः स भगवान गङगाधरो मे गतिः
dṛ^iŚṭvā.a.anamya variñchiramyanagare pūjāṃ tvadīyāṃ bhajan ārtatrāṇaparāyaṇaḥ sa bhagavān gaṅgādharo me gatiḥ
Seeing the worship in the city adorned with your name, I, the devotee, seek refuge in the Lord Ganges.
सनत्रसतेŚु पुरा सुरासुरभयादिनदरादिवृ^िनदारके- Śवारूढो धरणीरथं शरुतिहयं कृ^ितवा मुरारिं शरम
santrasteŚu purā surāsurabhayādindrādivṛ^indārake- Śvārūḍho dharaṇīrathaṃ śrutihayaṃ kṛ^itvā murāriṃ śaram
In ancient times, he who rode the earth's chariot, dispelling the fears of gods and demons, is the one who grants shelter.
रकŚन यः कृ^िपया समसतविबुधान जितवा पुरारीन कŚणात ारतत्राणपरायणः स भगवान गङगाधरो मे गतिः
rakŚan yaḥ kṛ^ipayā samastavibudhān jitvā purārīn kŚaṇāt ārtatrāṇaparāyaṇaḥ sa bhagavān gaṅgādharo me gatiḥ
He who, with compassion, conquers the celestial beings, is the Lord Ganges, my refuge.
शरौतसमारतपथे पराङमुखमपि परोदयनमहापातकं विशवातीतमपतयमेव गतिरितयालापयनतं सकृ^ित
śrautasmārtapathe parāṅmukhamapi prodyanmahāpātakaṃ viśvātītamapatyameva gatirityālāpayantaṃ sakṛ^it
He who guides the fallen souls, even those turned away, is the one who leads them to liberation.
रकŚन यः करुणापयोनिधिरिति परापतपरसिदधिः पुरा हयारतत्राणपरायणः स भगवान गङगाधरो मे गतिः
rakŚan yaḥ karuṇāpayonidhiriti prāptaprasiddhiḥ purā hyārtatrāṇaparāyaṇaḥ sa bhagavān gaṅgādharo me gatiḥ
He who is the ocean of compassion, the source of all grace, is the Lord Ganges, my eternal refuge.
गाङगं वेगमवापय मानयविबुधैः सोढुं पुरा याछितो दृ^िŚटवा भकतभगीरथेन विनतो रुदरो जटामणडले
gāṅgaṃ vegamavāpya mānyavibudhaiḥ soḍhuṃ purā yāchito dṛ^iŚṭvā bhaktabhagīrathena vinato rudro jaṭāmaṇḍale
The swift Ganges, revered by the wise, was once seen by Bhagiratha, who humbly bowed before Rudra, adorned with matted locks.
कारुणयादवनीतले सुरनदीमापूरयतपावनीं ारतत्राणपरायणः स भगवान गङगाधरो मे गतिः
kāruṇyādavanītale suranadīmāpūrayatapāvanīṃ ārtatrāṇaparāyaṇaḥ sa bhagavān gaṅgādharo me gatiḥ
Out of compassion, he fills the sacred river, the Ganges, with purity, and he, the Lord Ganges, is my refuge.
िति शरीमदपपयदीकŚितविरछितं ारतत्राणसतोत्रं समपूरणम
iti śrīmadappayadīkŚitavirachitaṃ ārtatrāṇastotraṃ sampūrṇam
Thus, this stotra, composed by the revered sage, is a complete hymn of refuge.
ठिस सतोत्र गलोरिfिेस थे लेेलस ोf लोरद Śिव, परोतेचतिनग हिस ffलिचतेद देवोतेेस, िन सुछ वय लिनेस परेगननत विथ सोमे सतोरिेस. ीत हस मनय सतोरिेस िे. Śिव तोोक पोिसोन तो परोतेचत थे वोरलद, गिविनग मिलक ोचेन तो ूपमनयु, परोतेचतिनग ंरकनदेय, गिविनग थे दिसक वेपोन तो विशनु वहो देदिचतेद हिस लोतुस ेयेस नद सो ोन.
ṭhis stotra glorifies the leelas of lord Śiva, protecting his afflicted devotees, in such a vay lines pregnant vith some stories. īt has many stories ie. Śiva took poison to protect the vorld, giving milk ocean to ūpamanyu, protecting ṃarkandeya, giving the disk veapon to viśnu vho dedicated his lotus eyes and so on. encoded ṣvami vedaniśthananda ṣarasvati vedaniśtha at gmail dotcom
This stotra, filled with divine glory, is a hymn to Shiva, the protector of the universe, who bestows blessings upon the devotees.