Sri Matangi Stotram 4 (Devi Shatkam)
The Sri Matangi Stotram (Devi Shatkam) consists of verses that celebrate the divine qualities of Goddess Matangi, focusing on her wisdom and knowledge.
अम्ब शशिबिम्बवदने कम्बुग्रीवे कठोरकुचकुम्भे । अम्बरसमानमध्ये शम्बररिपुवैरिदेवि मां पाहि ॥ १ ॥
amba śaśibimbavadanē kambugrīvē kaṭhōrakucakumbhē
O Mother, with a face like the moon and a graceful neck, with firm breasts,
कुन्दमुकुलाग्रदन्तां कुङ्कुमपङ्केन लिप्तकुचभाराम् । आनीलनीलदेहामम्बामखिलाण्डनायकीं वन्दे ॥ २ ॥
ambarasamānamadhyē śambararipuvairidēvi māṁ pāhi
In the middle of the sky, I seek refuge in you, the enemy of the demon Shambara.
सरिगमपधनिरतान्तां वीणासङ्क्रान्तचारुहस्तां ताम् । शान्तां मृदुलस्वान्तां कुचभरतान्तां नमामि शिवकान्ताम् ॥ ३ ॥
kundamukulāgradantāṁ kuṅkumapaṅkēna liptakucabhārām
With a mouth like a budding flower, adorned with the red of vermilion,
अवटुतटघटितचूलीताडिततालीपलाशताटङ्काम् । वीणावादनवेलाकम्पितशिरसं नमामि मातङ्गीम् ॥ ४ ॥
ānīlanīladēhāmambāmakhilāṇḍanāyakīṁ vandē
I bow to you, O Mother, the leader of the entire universe, with a body like the blue sky.
वीणारसानुषङ्गं विकचमदामोदमाधुरीभृङ्गम् । करुणापूरितरङ्गं कलये मातङ्गकन्यकापाङ्गम् ॥ ५ ॥
sarigamapadhaniratāntāṁ vīṇāsaṅkrāntacāruhastāṁ tām
To her, who is engaged in the notes of the musical scale, with beautiful hands playing the veena,
दयमानदीर्घनयनां देशिकरूपेण दर्शिताभ्युदयाम् । वामकुचनिहितवीणां वरदां सङ्गीत मातृकां वन्दे ॥ ६ ॥
śāntāṁ mr̥dulasvāntāṁ kucabharatāntāṁ namāmi śivakāntām
I bow to her who is peaceful, soft, and has a bosom full of grace, the beloved of Shiva.
स्मरेत् प्रथमपुष्पिणीं रुधिरबिन्दु नीलाम्बरां
avaṭutaṭaghaṭitacūlītāḍitatālīpalāśatāṭaṅkām
With a veil made of the finest cloth, and adorned with the sound of the veena,
गृहितमधुपात्रकां मदविघूर्णनेत्राञ्चलाम् ।
vīṇāvādanavēlākampitaśirasaṁ namāmi mātaṅgīm
I bow to you, O Matangi, whose head is shaken by the vibrations of music.
करस्फुरितवल्लकीं विमलशङ्खताटङ्किनीं
vīṇārasānuṣaṅgaṁ vikacamadāmōdamādhurībhr̥ṅgam
With the essence of the veena, like a bumblebee intoxicated by sweetness,
घनस्तनभरालसां गलितचेलिकां श्यामलाम् ॥ ७ ॥
karuṇāpūritaraṅgaṁ kalayē mātaṅgakanyakāpāṅgam
I contemplate the daughter of Matangi, filled with waves of compassion.
सकुङ्कुमविलेपनामलकचुम्बिकस्तूरिकां
dayamānadīrghanayanāṁ dēśikarūpēṇa darśitābhyudayām
With long, kind eyes, you manifest the prosperity of the land,
समन्दहसितेक्षणां सशरचापपाशाङ्कुशाम् ।
vāmakucanihitavīṇāṁ varadāṁ saṅgīta mātr̥kāṁ vandē
I bow to you, the giver of boons, who holds the veena close to your left breast.
अशेषजनमोहिनीमरुणमाल्यभूषाम्बरां
smarēt prathamapuṣpiṇīṁ rudhirabindu nīlāmbarāṁ gr̥hitamadhupātrakāṁ madavighūrṇanētrāñcalām
I remember the first flower, the blue garment marked with drops of blood,
जपाकुसुमभासुरां जपविधौ स्मरेदम्बिकाम् ॥ ८ ॥
karasphuritavallakīṁ vimalaśaṅkhatāṭaṅkinīṁ ghanastanabharālasāṁ galitacēlikāṁ śyāmalām
Holding the honey-filled pot, with eyes intoxicated by the nectar of love.
माणिक्यवीणामुपलालयन्तीं
sakuṅkumavilēpanāmalakacumbikastūrikāṁ samandahasitēkṣaṇāṁ saśaracāpapāśāṅkuśām
With hands that shine like a creeper, and a pure conch-shell-like form,
मदालसां मञ्जुलवाग्विलासाम् ।
aśēṣajanamōhinīmaruṇamālyabhūṣāmbarāṁ japākusumabhāsurāṁ japavidhau smarēdambikām
With a bosom full and heavy, and a dark complexion like a cloud,
माहेन्द्रनीलद्युतिकोमलाङ्गीं
māṇikyavīṇāmupalālayantīṁ madālasāṁ mañjulavāgvilāsām
With the fragrance of vermilion and the beauty of a charming smile,
मातङ्गकन्यां मनसा स्मरामि ॥ ९ ॥
māhēndranīladyutikōmalāṅgīṁ mātaṅgakanyāṁ manasā smarāmi
You wield a bow, a noose, and a goad, O goddess, I bow to you.
इति देवीषट्कं नाम श्री मातङ्गी स्तोत्रम् ॥
iti dēvīṣaṭkaṁ nāma śrī mātaṅgī stōtram
I remember the goddess Ambika, who is adorned with a garland of red hibiscus flowers and wears a beautiful robe.