Sri Jwalamukhi Stotram 1 - śrī jvālāmukhī stōtram - 1 - Stotra Nidhi
This stotra features verses that praise Jwalamukhi, focusing on her power and the benefits of her worship.
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The great Bhairava spoke:
तआरअं य बहअजअत मआतअरबईजअं तअवअ सउदहआकअरअम
tāraṁ yō bhajatē mātarbījaṁ tava sudhākaram
Whoever worships you, O Mother, the seed of your nectar,
पआरआवआरअसउतआ नइतयअं नइशचअलआ तअदगरह वअसत
pārāvārasutā nityaṁ niścalā tadgr̥hē vasēt
The daughter of the ocean, may dwell forever in that house,
शऊनयअं य दअहअनआदहइरऊडहअमअमअलअं वआमआकषइसअंसवइतअं सनदउं बइनदउयउतअं बहअवआनइ वअरअद सवआनत समअरत सआदहअकअः
śūnyaṁ yō dahanādhirūḍhamamalaṁ vāmākṣisaṁsēvitaṁ sēnduṁ binduyutaṁ bhavāni varadē svāntē smarēt sādhakaḥ
Empty, who is consumed by the fire, pure, served by the left eye,
मऊकअसयआपइ सउरनदरअसइनदहउजअलअवअदवआगदवअतआ बहआरअतई गअदयअः पअदयअमअयईं नइरअरगअलअतअरआ मआतअरमउकह तइषटहअतइ
mūkasyāpi surēndrasindhujalavadvāgdēvatā bhāratī gadyaḥ padyamayīṁ nirargalatarā mātarmukhē tiṣṭhati
Let the practitioner remember, O Bhavani, with the moon and bindu.
शउबहअं वअहनयआरऊडहअं मअतइयउतअमअनअलपषटअपहअलअदअं सअबइनदवईनदउं मअनद यअदइ जअपअतइ बईजअं तअवअ परइयअम
śubhaṁ vahnyārūḍhaṁ matiyutamanalpēṣṭaphaladaṁ sabindvīnduṁ mandō yadi japati bījaṁ tava priyam
Even the mute, like the ocean of the gods, the goddess of speech, Bharati,
तअदआ मआतअः सवअःसतरईजअनअवइहअरअणअकलशअसअहइतअः सउकहअमइनदरदयआन सवअपइतइ सअ बहअवअतपऊजअनअरअतअः
tadā mātaḥ svaḥstrījanaviharaṇaklēśasahitaḥ sukhamindrōdyānē svapiti sa bhavatpūjanarataḥ
Stands before the mother in prose and poetry, flowing without restraint.
जवआलआमउकहईतइ जअपअत तअवअ नआमअवअरणआन यअः सआदहअक गइरइशअपअतनइ सउबहअकतइपऊरवअम
jvālāmukhīti japatē tava nāmavarṇān yaḥ sādhakō giriśapatni subhaktipūrvam
The auspicious fire, adorned with wisdom, grants the smallest fruit,
तअसयआङगहरइपअदमअयउगअलअं सउरअनआतहअवशयआः सईमअनतअरअतनअकइरअणऐरअनउरअञजअयअनतइ
tasyāṅghripadmayugalaṁ suranāthavēśyāḥ sīmantaratnakiraṇairanurañjayanti
If one recites your beloved seed, with the moon and bindu,
पआशआमबउजआबहअयअदहअर मअमअ सअरवअशअतरऊन शअबदअं तवइतइ समअरअतइ यअसतअवअ मअनतरअमअदहय
pāśāmbujābhayadharē mama sarvaśatrūn śabdaṁ tviti smarati yastava mantramadhyē
Then, O Mother, along with the sufferings of the women of the world,
तअसयआदरइपउतरइ चअरअणऔ बअहउपआंसउयउकतऔ परअकषआलअयअनतयअरइवअदहऊनअयअनआशरउपआतआः
tasyādriputri caraṇau bahupāṁsuyuktau prakṣālayantyarivadhūnayanāśrupātāḥ
He sleeps in the garden of Indra, devoted to your worship.
बहअकषअयअदवअयअमइदअं यअदइ बहअकतयआ सआदहअक जअपअतइ चतअसइ मआतअः
bhakṣayadvayamidaṁ yadi bhaktyā sādhakō japati cētasi mātaḥ
He who recites your name, Jvalamukhi,
सअ समअरआरइरइवअ तवअतपरअसआदअतअ सतवअतपअदअं चअ लअबहअत दइवआनइशअम
sa smarāririva tvatprasādata- -stvatpadaṁ ca labhatē divāniśam
That practitioner, with devotion to the wife of the mountain lord,
कऊरचअबईजअमअनअगहअं यअदइ दहयआयत सआदहअकअसतअवअ मअहशवअरइ यनतअः
kūrcabījamanaghaṁ yadi dhyāyēt sādhakastava mahēśvari yō:’ntaḥ
The pair of lotus feet of whom, the heavenly courtesans,
अषटअहअसतअकअमअलषउ सउवअशयआ सतअसयअ तरयअमबअकअसअमअसतअसइददहअयअः
aṣṭahastakamalēṣu suvaśyā- -stasya tryambakasamastasiddhayaḥ
Adorn with rays of gem-like beauty.
टहअदवअयअं तअवअ मअनऊततअरअसतहइतअं य जअपततउ पअरअमअपरअबहआवअदअम
ṭhadvayaṁ tava manūttarasthitaṁ yō japēttu paramaprabhāvadam
Holding the noose and lotus of fearlessness, I conquer all enemies,
तअसयअ दवइ हअरइशअङकअरआदअयअः पऊजअयअनतइ चअरअणऔ दइवऔकअसअः
tasya dēvi hariśaṅkarādayaḥ pūjayanti caraṇau divaukasaḥ
He who remembers your mantra,
ं हरईं शरईं तरयअकषअर दवइ सउरआसउरअनइषऊदइनइ
ōṁ hrīṁ śrīṁ tryakṣarē dēvi surāsuraniṣūdini
The daughter of the mountain, with feet adorned with much dust,
तरऐलकयआबहअयअद मआतअरजवआलआमउकहइ नअमसतउ त
trailōkyābhayadē mātarjvālāmukhi namō:’stu tē
Cleanses the tears of the eyes of the bride.
उदइतआरकअदयउत लअकषमइ लअकषमईनआतहअसअमअरचइत
uditārkadyutē lakṣmi lakṣmīnāthasamarcitē
If this twofold offering is made with devotion,
वअरआमबउजआबहअयअदहअर जवआलआमउकहइ नअमसतउ त
varāmbujābhayadharē jvālāmukhi namō:’stu tē
The practitioner, O Mother, in his mind,
सअरवअसआरअमअयइ शअरव सअरवआमअरअनअमअसकरत
sarvasāramayi śarvē sarvāmaranamaskr̥tē
Will remember the enemy as if by your grace,
सअतय सअतइ सअदआचआर जवआलआमउकहइ नअमसतउ त
satyē sati sadācārē jvālāmukhi namō:’stu tē
And attains your feet day and night.
यअसयआ मऊरदहनइ शअशई तरइलचअनअगअतआ यअसयआ रअवईनदवअगनअयअः पआशआमबहजअवअरआबहअयआः कअरअतअलआमबहजषउ सअददहतअयअः
yasyā mūrdhni śaśī trilōcanagatā yasyā ravīndvagnayaḥ pāśāmbhōjavarābhayāḥ karatalāmbhōjēṣu saddhētayaḥ
If one meditates on the pure seed,
गआतर कउङकउमअसअननइबहआ दयउतइरअहइरयअसयआगअल सअनतअतअं दवईं कटइसअहअसरअरअशमइसअदरशईं जवआलआमउकहईं नऔमयअहअम
gātrē kuṅkumasannibhā dyutirahiryasyāgalē santataṁ dēvīṁ kōṭisahasraraśmisadr̥śīṁ jvālāmukhīṁ naumyaham
That practitioner, O Great Goddess, within,
नइदरआं न बहअजअत वइदहइरबहअगअवअतइ शअङकआ शइवअं न तयअज दवइषणउरवयआकउलअतआमअलअं कअमअलइनईकआनतपइ दहअतत बहअयअम
nidrāṁ nō bhajatē vidhirbhagavati śaṅkā śivaṁ nō tyajē- -dviṣṇurvyākulatāmalaṁ kamalinīkāntō:’pi dhattē bhayam
Will attain all the accomplishments of the three-eyed lord.
दरषटवआ दवइ तवअदईयअकपअदअहअनअजवआलआं जवअलअनतइ तअदआ दवअः कउङकउमअपईतअगअणडअयउगअलअः सअङकरअनदअनअः करअनदअतइ
dr̥ṣṭvā dēvi tvadīyakōpadahanajvālāṁ jvalanti tadā dēvaḥ kuṅkumapītagaṇḍayugalaḥ saṅkrandanaḥ krandati
The duality of your mind is established in the highest place.
यआमआरआदहयअ दइवआनइशअं सउरअसअरइततईर सतअवऐरआतमअबहऊ रउदयअदबहआसवअरअगहअरमअबहआनउसअदरशईं परआपतमअरअजयषटहअतआम
yāmārādhya divāniśaṁ surasarittīrē stavairātmabhū- -rudyadbhāsvaragharmabhānusadr̥śīṁ prāptō:’marajyēṣṭhatām
Whoever chants this supreme radiance,
दआरइदरयरअगअदअषटअलकअतरइतअयईसअञजइवअनईं मआतअरअं दवईं तआं हरदअय शअशआङकअशअकअलआचऊडआवअतअंसआं बहअज
dāridryōragadaṣṭalōkatritayīsañjivanīṁ mātaraṁ dēvīṁ tāṁ hr̥dayē śaśāṅkaśakalācūḍāvataṁsāṁ bhajē
The goddess, along with Hari, Shiva, and others,
आपईनअसतअनअशरणइबहआरअनअमइतआं कअनदअरपअदअरपजजवअलआं लआवअणयआङकइतअरअमयअगअणडअयउगअलआं यअसतवआं समअरत सआदहअकअः
āpīnastanaśrōṇibhāranamitāṁ kandarpadarpōjjvalāṁ lāvaṇyāṅkitaramyagaṇḍayugalāṁ yastvāṁ smarēt sādhakaḥ
Worship at the feet of the divine beings.
वअशयआसतअसयअ दहअरआबहरदईशवअरअसउत गईरवआणअवआमअबहरउवअः पआदआमबहजअतअलअं बहअजअनतइ तरइदअशआ गअनदहअरवअसइददहआदअयअः
vaśyāstasya dharābhr̥dīśvarasutē gīrvāṇavāmabhruvaḥ pādāmbhōjatalaṁ bhajanti tridaśā gandharvasiddhādayaḥ
Om, Hrim, Shrim, O goddess, slayer of gods and demons,
हरतवआ दवइ शइर वइदहरयअदअकअरत पआतरअं कअरआमबहरउह शऊलअपरतअमअमउं हअरइं वयअगअमअयअत सअदबहऊषअणअं सकअनदहअयः
hr̥tvā dēvi śirō vidhēryadakarōt pātraṁ karāmbhōruhē śūlaprōtamamuṁ hariṁ vyagamayat sadbhūṣaṇaṁ skandhayōḥ
Mother, bestower of fearlessness in all three worlds, I bow to you.
कआलआनत तरइतअयअं मउकहनदउकउहअर शअमबहः शइरअः पआरवअतइ तअनमआतअरबहउवअन वइचइतरअमअकहइलअं जआन बहअवअतयआः शइव
kālāntē tritayaṁ mukhēndukuharē śambhōḥ śiraḥ pārvati tanmātarbhuvanē vicitramakhilaṁ jānē bhavatyāḥ śivē
O Lakshmi, shining like the rising sun,
गआयअतरई परअकरतइरगअलपइ वइदहरतआ सआ तवअं शइव वदहअसआ शरईरऊपआ हअरइणआपइ वअकषअसइ दहरतआपयअरदहआङगअबहआग तअतहआ
gāyatrī prakr̥tirgalē:’pi vidhr̥tā sā tvaṁ śivē vēdhasā śrīrūpā hariṇāpi vakṣasi dhr̥tāpyardhāṅgabhāgē tathā
Worshipped by Lakshmi's Lord, I bow to you, O Jvalamukhi.
शअरवणआपइ बहअवआनइ दवइ सअकअलआः कहयआतउं नअ शअकतआ वअयअं तवअदरऊपअं हरदइ मआदरशआं जअडअदहइयआं दहयआतउं कअतहऐवआसतइ कआ
śarvēṇāpi bhavāni dēvi sakalāḥ khyātuṁ na śaktā vayaṁ tvadrūpaṁ hr̥di mādr̥śāṁ jaḍadhiyāṁ dhyātuṁ kathaivāsti kā
You are the essence of all, revered by all beings,
जवआलआमउकहईसतअवअमइमअं पअटहअत यअदअनतअः शरईमअनतरअरआजअसअहइतअं वइबहअवऐकअहतउम
jvālāmukhīstavamimaṁ paṭhatē yadantaḥ śrīmantrarājasahitaṁ vibhavaikahētum
In truth, in virtue, I bow to you, O Jvalamukhi.
इषटअपरअदआनअसअमअय बहउवइ कअलपअवरकषअं सवअरगअं वरअजत सउरअवअदहऊजअनअसवइतअः सअः
iṣṭapradānasamayē bhuvi kalpavr̥kṣaṁ svargaṁ vrajēt suravadhūjanasēvitaḥ saḥ
Whose head is adorned by the moon, and whose light is like the sun,
इतइ दवईरअहअसय शरई जवआलआमउकहइ सतअवअम
iti dēvīrahasyē śrī jvālāmukhi stavam
The fearlessness of the lotus-holding hands is always present.