Vrajaraja Sutastakam
nava-nīrada-nindita-kānti-dharaḿ
rasa-sāgara-nāgara-bhūpa-varam
śubha-vańkima-cāru-śikhaṇḍa-śikhaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
He Whose complexion conquers that of a fresh new raincloud Who is the best King of Paramours, the ocean of ecstatic mellows Whose crown is adorned with a lovely peacock feather And is auspiciously tilted to one side Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja.
bhru-viśańkita-vańkima-śakra-dhanuḿ
mukha-candra-vinindita-koṭi-vidhum
mṛdu-manda-suhāsya-subhāṣya-yutaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
He Whose broadly bending eyebrows appear like arched rainbows, Whose pure moonlike face belittles millions of ordinary moons Who is endowed with sweet gentle smiles and pleasant speech Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja
suvikampad-anańga-sad-ańga-dharaḿ
vraja-vāsi-manohara-veśa-karam
bhṛśa-lāñchita-nīla-saroja dṛśaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
He Whose divine bodily limbs tremble profusely with Cupid’s agitations, Who dresses enchantingly just to fascinate the Vraja vasis Who is decorated with extraordinary eyes like blue lotus blossoms Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja
alakāvali-maṇḍita-bhāla-taṭaḿ
śruti-dolita-mākara-kuṇḍalakam
kaṭi-veṣṭita-pīta-paṭam sudhaṭaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
He Whose forehead is surrounded by a fringe of wavy locks Whose earlobes are embellished with swaying shark shaped earrings Who is adorned with yellow silk embracing His charming hips Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja
kala-nūpura-rājita-cāru-padaḿ
maṇi-rañjita-gañjita-bhṛńga-madam
dhvaja-vajra-jhaṣāńkita-pāda-yugaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
He Whose beautiful feet resound with softly tinkling ankle bells that madden all the bees with their vibration of swinging gemstones Whose soles are marked with the flag, thunderbolt, fish and more Just worship Krishna the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja
bhṛśa-candana-carcita-cāru-tanuḿ
maṇi-kaustubha-garhita-bhānu-tanum|
vraja-bāla-śiromaṇi-rūpa-dhṛtaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
He Whose graceful form is smeared with profuse sandalwood paste, Whose body glows with the Kaustubha gem, eclipsing the sun Whose personal beauty represents the topmost zenith of Vraja youths, Just worship Krishna the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja
sura-vṛnda-suvandya-mukunda-hariḿ
sura-nātha-śiromaṇi-sarva-gurum
giridhāri-murāri-purāri-paraḿ
|bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
He Who is Mukunda and Hari, worshipable for all the demigods and sages, Who is the guru of all created beings, the crest jewel of all Lords Who is known as Giridhari and Murari, more exalted even than Lord Siva, Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja
vṛṣabhānu-sutā-vara-keli-paraḿ
rasa-rāja-śiromaṇi-veśa-dharam
jagad-īśvaram-īśvaram-īḍya-varaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
He Who is most fond of sporting with the Daughter of Vrsabhanu Who dresses impeccably as the Crown Prince of Mellow Relishers, Who is the most praiseworthy Lord of Lords in the entire universe, Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja
Sacitanayastakam (Sarvabhauma Bhattacarya)
ujjvala-varaṇa-gaura-vara-dehaḿ
vilasita-niravadhi-bhāva-videham
tri-bhuvana-pāvana-kṛpāyāḥ leśaḿ
taḿ praṇamāmi ca śrī-śacī-tanayam
I prostrate myself before the Son of Mother Saci, Whose radiant lotus face and body shine with the splendor of molten gold. This transcendental body is the playground for the continuous expression of variegated moods and ecstatic symptoms, that carry His consciousness to the realm where He is no longer aware of that transcendental body. By only a particle of His mercy he has delivered the three worlds.
gadgadāntara-bhāva-vikāraḿ
durjana-tarjana-nāda-viśālam
bhava-bhaya-bhañjana-kāraṇa-karuṇaḿ
taḿ praṇamāmi ca śrī-śacī-tanayam
I salute the Son of Mother Saci, Whose heart is in a state of rapture, transformed by feelings of intense love. In His pastime of loud roaring, before the mischievous and malicious rascals, He removes all fear of the vast ocean of material existence, by the effect of His unlimited compassion
aruṇāmbara-dhara cāru-kapolaḿ
indu-vinindita-nakha-caya-ruciram
jalpita-nija-guṇa-nāma-vinodaḿ
taḿ praṇamāmi ca śrī-śacī-tanayam
He is wearing garments the color of the eastern sky during the dawn, and His lovely cheeks shine with the same radiance. The nails of His hands and feet have the same pleasing effect of the moon, shining in the sky. His pleasure diversion consists in discussions and glorification of His own wonderful qualities and names. I offer my obeisances to the Son of Mother Saci
vigalita-nayana-kamala-jala-dhāraḿ
bhūṣaṇa-nava-rasa-bhāva-vikāram
gati-atimanthara-nṛtya-vilāsaḿ
taḿ praṇamāmi ca śrī-śacī-tanayam
His lotus eyes are always wet with tears. His ornaments are the new and ever fresh transformations of ecstatic love that decorate His transcendental form. His gait is slow and majestic, yet His dancing is a wonderful pastime of enjoyment. I bow down before the Son of Mother Saci
cañcala-cāru-caraṇa-gati-ruciraḿ
mañjīra-rañjita-pada-yuga-madhuram
candra-vinindita-śītala-vadanaḿ
taḿ praṇamāmi ca śrī-śacī-tanayam
The movement of His lovely, yet restless, lotus feet captivates the mind, and His ankle bracelets sweeten that charming scene all the more. His face, which defeats the beauty of the moon, is very cooling and pleasant. I offer my salutations to the Son of Mother Saci.
dhṛta-kaṭi-ḍora-kamaṇḍalu-daṇḍa
divya-kalevara-muṇḍita-muṇḍam
durjana-kalmaṣa-khaṇḍana-daṇḍaḿ
taḿ praṇamāmi ca śrī-śacī-tanayam
He wears a cord around His waist and carries in His hands a water pot and staff. His divine appearance is complemented by His shaved head. The sins of the wicked are annulled by the rod of chastisement that he carries. I salute the Son of Mother Saci
bhūṣaṇa-bhū-raja-alakā-valitaḿ
kampita-bimbādhara-vara-ruciram
malayaja-viracita-ujjvala-tilakaḿ
taḿ praṇamāmi ca śrī-śacī-tanayam
His ornaments are the dust on His body and His radiant tilak, prepared with sandalwood. The beautiful sight of His trembling reddish lips brings delight to the mind and heart. I offer my obeisances to the Son of Mother Saci.
nindita-aruṇa-kamala-dala-nayanaḿ
ājānu-lambita-śrī-bhuja-yugalam
kalevara-kaiśora-nartaka-veśaḿ
taḿ praṇamāmi ca śrī-śacī-tanayam
His lotus eyes defeat the color of pink lotuses. His two lotus hands are very long, reaching down almost to His knees. He appears to be a mere adolescent, dressed as He is, ready to dance. I prostrate myself before the Son of Mother Saci
Bhaja Gauranga Kaha Gauranga
bhaja gaurāńga kaha gaurāńga laha gaurāńgera nāma re
je jan gaurāńga bhaje, sei (hoy) āmāra prāṇa re
Worship Lord Gauranga! Chant Gauranga! Speak about Lord Gauranga only! Those who worships Lord Gauranga is indeed my life and soul
gaurāńga boliyā du’ bāhu tuliyā nāciyā nāciyā beḍāo re
Chanting Gauranga, go out with your arms raised dancing and dancing
gāurāńga bhajile gaurāńga japile hoy duḥkhera abasāna re
By chanting Gauranga and worshipping Him, one’s miseries will end.
Dhule Dhule Gora Chanda
ḍhule ḍhule gorā chāńda
hari guṇa gāi
āsiyā vṛndāvane
nace gaura rāy
The moonlike Lord Gaura Chanda arrives in Vrndavana while dancing, swaying to and fro, and singing the glories of Lord Hari.
vṛndāvaner tarur latā
preme koy hari kathā
nikuñjer pākhi guli
hari nām sonāi
The creepers adorning the trees of Vrndavana are overwhelmed with ecstatic love, and they are speaking about the glories of Lord Hari. Flocks of birds who live in the groves are singing the name of Lord Hari
gaura bole hari hari
śārī bole hari hari
mukhe mukhe śuka śārī
hari nām gāi
Lord Gaura says, “Hari! Hari!” a female parrot responds, “Hari! Hari!” and then all male and female parrots start singing a loud chorus of the name of Hari.
hari nāme matta hoye
harīṇa āsiche deī
mayur mayurī preme
nāciyā khelāy
Becoming intoxicated by the holy name, the deer come forward from out of the forest. The peacocks and peahens are dancing and frolicking in ecstatic love.
prāṇe hari dhyāne hari
hari bolo badan bhori
harinām geye geye
rase gale jāi
Lord Hari is in His heart, Lord Hari is in His meditation, and He always chants the name of Hari with His voice. Gaura Chanda is intoxicated by ecstatic mellows and rolls around on the ground while singing and singing Harinama
āsiyā jamunār kule
nāce hari hari bole
jamunā uṭhole ese
caraṇa dhoyāi
Arriving on the bank of the Yamuna Rive, He dances wildly while chanting “Hari! Hari!” Mother Yamuna becomes so ecstatic that she arises and comes forward to wash Lord Gauranga’s feet
Antare Nitai Bhaire Nitai
antare nitai bahire nitai nitai jagatamaya|
nagara nitai nagari nitai katha ye kaya
Nitai is within and without. He is everywhere within this world. He is the lover and He is the sweetheart.
sadhana nitai bhajana nitai nitai nayana tara
dasadika maya nitai sundara nitai bhuvana bhara
Everyone says it. Nitai is my regulative principles, my object of worship, and the light of my eyes. Nitai is in all ten directions. In fact, He fills all the three worlds.
radhara madhuri ananga manjari nitai nitu se seve
koti sasadhara vadana sundara sakha sakhi baladeve
Nitai as Ananga Manjari eternally serves sweet Srimati Radhika. He is non-different from Baladeva, whose beautiful face resembles millions of moons and is surrounded by sakhas and sakhis
radhara bhagini syamasohagini sava sakhigana prana
janhara labari mandapa sajani shri mani mandira nama
The sister of Radharani, Ananga Manjari, is very dear to Sri Syama, and she is the life and soul of all the sakhis. She decorates the arena of the temple named Mani Mandira
nitai sundara yogapitha dhare ratna simhasana seje
basana nitai bhushana nitai vilase sakhira majhe
Nitai sustains the yogapitha and becomes a throne for the Lord to rest on. Nitai is also the dress and ornaments.
ki kahiba ara nitai sabara ankhi mukha sava anga
nitai nitai nitai nitai nitai nutara ranga
He enjoys pastimes with the sakhis. What more can I say? Nitai is the eyes, mouth, and limbs of everyone. Nitai, Nitai, Nitai, Nitai, I see only Nitai dancing.
nitai baliya dubahu tuliya caliba vrajera pure
dasa vrindavana ei nivedana nitai na chado more
Raising my hands and chanting Nitai, I will go to Vraja. I, Vrindavana dasa, only request Nitai to kindly never leave me.
Nadiya Godrume Nityananda Mahajana
nadīyā-godrume nityānanda mahājana
patiyāche nām-haṭṭa jīvera kāraṇa
In the land of Nadiya, on the island of Godruma, the magnanimous Lord Nityananda has opened up the Marketplace of the Holy Name, meant for the deliverance of all fallen souls
(śraddhāvān jan he, śraddhāvān jan he)
prabhura ājñāy, bhāi, māgi ei bhikṣā
bolo `kṛṣṇa,’ bhajo kṛṣṇa, koro kṛṣṇa-śikṣā
O people of faith! O people of faith! By the order of Lord Gauranga, O brothers, I beg these three requests of you: Chant "Krsna!", worship Krsna, and teach others about Krsna.
aparādha-śūnya ho’ye loho kṛṣṇa-nām
kṛṣṇa mātā, kṛṣṇa pitā, kṛṣṇa dhana-prān
Being careful to remain free of offenses; just take the holy name of Lord Krsna. Krsna is your mother, Krsna is your father, and Krsna is the treasure of your life.
kṛṣṇaera saḿsāra koro chāḍi’ anācār
jīve doyā, kṛṣṇa-nām—sarva-dharma-sār
Giving up all sinful activities, carry on your worldly duties only in relation to Lord Krsna. The showing of compassion to other souls by loudly chanting the holy name of Krsna is the essence of all forms of religion
Gaurangera Duti pada
gaurāńgera duṭi pada, jār dhana sampada,
se jāne bhakati-rasa-sār
gaurāńgera madhura-līlā, jār karṇe praveśilā,
hṛdoya nirmala bhelo tār
Anyone who has accepted the two lotus feet of Lord Caitanya can understand the true essence of devotional service. If one is captivated by the pleasing pastimes of Lord Caitanya, the dirty things in his heart will all become cleansed
je gaurāńgera nāma loy, tāra hoy premodoy,
tāre mui jāi bolihāri
gaurāńga-guṇete jhure, nitya-līlā tāre sphure,
se jana bhakati-adhikārī
One who simply takes the holy name of Gaura-sundara, Sri Krsna Caitanya, will immediately develop love of God. To such a person I say: Bravo! Very nice! Excellent! If one appreciates the merciful pastimes of Lord Caitanya and feels ecstasy and sometimes cries, this process will immediately help him to understand the eternal pastimes of Radha-Krsna
gaurāńgera sańgi-gaṇe, nitya-siddha kori' māne,
se jāy brajendra-suta-pāś
śrī-gauḍa-maṇḍala-bhūmi, jebā jāne cintāmaṇi,
tāra hoy braja-bhūme bās
Simply by understanding that the associates of Lord Gauranga are eternally free from material contamination, one can immediately be promoted to the transcendental abode of Lord Krsna. If one simply understands that the land of Navadvipa is not different from Vrndavana, then he actually lives in Vrndavana.
gaura-prema-rasārṇave, śe tarańge jebā ḍube,
se rādhā-mādhava-antarańga
gṛhe bā vanete thāke, 'hā gaurāńga' bo'le ḍāke,
narottama māge tāra sańga
If one says: "Let me dive deep into the waves of the nectarean ocean of the transcendental loving movement introduced by Lord Caitanya", he immediately becomes one of the confidential devotees of Radha and Krsna. It does not matter whether one is a householder living at home or a vanaprastha or sannyasi living in the forest, if he chants "O Gauranga, and becomes a devotee of Lord Caitanya, then Narottama dasa begs to have his association
Sri Vraja Dhama Mahimamrta
jaya rādhe, jaya kṛṣṇa, jaya vṛndāvana
śrī govinda, gopīnātha, madana-mohana
All glories to Radha and Krsna and the divine forest of Vrndavana. All glories to the three presiding Deities of Vrndavana--Sri Govinda, Gopinatha, and Madana-mohana.
śyama-kunḍa, rādhā-kuṇḍa, giri-govardhana
kālindi jamunā jaya, jaya mahāvana
All glories to Syama-kunda, Radha-kunda, Govardhana Hill, and the Yamuna River (Kalindi). All glories to the great forest known as Mahavana, where Krsna and Balarama displayed all of Their childhood pastimes.
keśī-ghāṭa, baṁśi-baṭa, dwādaśa-kānana
jāhā saba līlā koilo śrī-nanda-nandana
All glories to Kesi-ghata, where Krsna killed the Kesi demon. All glories to the Vamsi-vata tree, where Krsna attracted all the gopis to come by playing His flute. Glories to all of the twelve forests of Vraja. At these places the son of Nanda, Sri Krsna, performed all of His pastimes.
śrī-nanda-jaśodā jaya, jaya gopa-gaṇa
śrīdāmādi jaya, jaya dhenu-vatsa-gaṇa
All glories to Krsna's divine father and mother Nanda and Yasoda. All glories to the cowherd boys, headed by Sridama, the older brother of Srimati Radharani and Ananga Manjari. All glories to the cows and calves of Vraja.
jaya vṛṣabhānu, jaya kīrtidā sundarīa
jaya paurṇamāsī, jaya ābhīra-nāgarīa
All glories to Radha's divine father and mother, Vrsabhanu and the beautiful Kirtida. All glories to Paurnamasi, the mother of Sandipani Muni, grandmother of Madhumangala and Nandimukhi, and beloved disciple of Devarsi Narada. All glories to the young cowherd maidens of Vraja.
jaya jaya gopīśwara vṛndāvana-mājha
jaya jaya kṛṣṇa-sakhā baṭu dwija-rāja
All glories, all glories to Gopisvara Siva, who resides in Vrndavana in order to protect the holy dhama. All glories, all glories to Krsna's funny Brahmana friend, Madhumangala.
jaya rāma-ghāta, jaya rohiṇī-nandana
jaya jaya vṛndāvana-bāsī jata jana
All glories to Rama-ghata, where Lord Balarama performed His rasa dance. All glories to Lord Balarama, the son of Rohini. All glories, all glories to all of the residents of Vrndavana.
jaya dvija-patnī, jaya nāga-kanyā-gaṇa
bhaktite jāhārā pāilo govinda-caraṇa
All glories to the wives of the proud Vedic brahmanas. All glories to the wives of the Kaliya serpent. Through pure devotion they all obtained the lotus feet of Lord Govinda.
śrī-rasa-maṇḍala jaya, jaya rādhā-śyāma
jaya jaya rasa-līlā sarva-manorama
All glories to the place where the rasa dance of Sri Krsna was performed. All glories to Radha and Syama. All glories, all glories to the divine rasa dance, which is the most beautiful of all Lord Krsna's pastimes.
jaya jayojjwala-rasa sarva-rasa-sāra
parakīyā-bhāve jāhā brajete pracāra
All glories, all glories to the mellow of conjugal love, which is the most excellent of all rasas and is propagated in Vraja by Sri Krsna in the form of the divine parakiya-bhava [paramour love].
śrī-jāhnavā-pāda-padma koriyā smaraṇa
dīna kṛṣṇa-dāsa kohe nāma-saṅkīrtana
Remembering the lotus feet of Lord Nityananda's consort Sri Jahnava Devi, this very fallen and lowly servant of Krsna sings the sankirtana of the holy name.
Jaya Radha Krsna Giti
jaya radha-madhava radha-madhava radhe (jayadever prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Madhava, the treasure of Jayadeva Gosvami's heart!
jaya radha-madana-gopal radha-madana-gopal radhe
(sita-nather prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Madana-gopala, the treasure of Sri Advaita Acarya's heart!
jaya radha-govinda radha-govinda radhe (rupa goswamir prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Govinda, the treasure of Rupa Gosvami's heart!
jaya radha-madana-mohan radha-modana-mohan radhe
(sanataner prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Madana-mohana, the treasure of Sanatana Gosvami's heart!
jaya radha-gopinatha radha-gopinatha radhe (madhu panditer prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Gopinatha, the treasure of Madhu Pandita's heart!
jaya radha-damodara radha-damodara radhe (jiv goswamir prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Damodara, the treasure of Jiva Gosvami's heart!
jaya radha-ramana radha-ramana radhe (gopal bhatter prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha-ramana, the treasure of Gopala Bhatta Gosvami's heart!
jaya radha-vinoda radha-vinoda radhe (lokanather prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha-vinoda, the treassure of Lokanatha Gosvami' s heart!
jaya radha-gokulananda radha-gokulananda radhe
(viswanather prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Gokulananda, the treasure of Visvanatha Cakravarti Thakura's heart!
jaya radha-giridhari radha-giridhari radhe (das goswamir prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Giridhari, the treasure of Raghunatha Dasa Gosvami's heart!
jaya radha-syamasundar radha-syamasundar radhe
(syamanander prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Syamasundara, the treasure of Syamananda Gosvami's heart!
jaya radha-banka-bihari radha-banka-bihari radhe (haridaser prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha and Banka-vihari, the treasure of Haridasa Svami's heart!
jaya radha-kanta radha-kanta radhe (vakreswarer prana-dhana he)
All glories to Radha-kanta, the treasure of Vakresvara Pandita's heart!
jaya gandharvika-giridhari gandharvika-giridhari radhe
(saraswatir prana-dhana he)
All glories to Gandharvika and Giridhari, the treasure of Sri Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakura's heart!
Kevalastakam
madhuraḿ madhurebhyo ‘pi
mańgalebhyo ‘pi mańgalam
pāvanaḿ pāvanebhyo ‘pi
harer nāmaiva kevalam
More sweet than all other sweet things; more auspicious than all other auspicious things; the greatest purifier of all purifying things. The holy name of Sri Hari alone is everything.
ābrahmā-stamba-paryantaḿ
sarvaḿ māyā-mayaḿ jagat
satyaḿ satyaḿ punaḥ satyaḿ
harer nāmaiva kevalam
The entire universe, from exalted Brahma down to the lowly clump of grass, is a product of the illusory energy of the supreme Lord. The only thing that is reality, reality, again I say reality. The holy name of Sri Hari alone is everything.
sa guruḥ sa pitā cāpi
sā mātā bandhavo ‘pi saḥ
śikṣayec cet sadā smartuḿ
harer nāmaiva kevalam
That person is a true preceptor, or a true father, a true mother, and a true friend also only if they teach one to always remember. The holy name of Sri Hari alone is everything.
niḥśvāse nāhi viśvāsaḥ
kadā ruddho bhaviṣyati
kīrtanīya mato bālyād
harer nāmaiva kevalam
There is no certainty when the last breath will come and put an abrupt halt to all one’s material plans; therefore it is wise to always practice chanting from very childhood. The holy name of Sri Hari alone is everything.
hariḥ sadā vaset tatra
yatra bhāgavatā janāḥ
gāyanti bhakti-bhāvena
harer nāmaiva kevalam
Lord Hari eternally dwells in that place where truly exalted, spiritually advanced souls sing in the mood of pure devotion. The holy name of Sri Hari alone is everything.
aho duḥkhaḿ mahā-duḥkhaḿ
duḥkhād duḥkhataraḿ yataḥ
kācārthaḿ vismṛtam ratna-
harer nāmaiva kevalam
Aho! What a sorrow, what a great sorrow! More painful than any other misery in the world! Mistaking it as a mere piece of glass, the people have forgotten this jewel. The holy name of Sri Hari alone is everything.
dīyatāḿ dīyatāḿ karṇo
nīyatāḿ nīyatāḿ vacaḥ
gīyatāḿ gīyatāḿ nityaḿ
harer nāmaiva kevalam
It should be heard again and again with one’s ears; It should be uttered over and over with one’s voice; It should be perpetually sung and sung anew. The holy name of Sri Hari alone is everything.
tṛṇī-kṛtya jagat sarvaḿ
rājate sakalopari
cid-ānanda-mayaḿ śuddhaḿ
harer-nāmaiva kevalam
It makes the entire universe seem insignificant as a blade of grass; it splendorously reigns supreme over all; it is full of eternally conscious divine ecstasy; it is supremely pure. The holy name of Sri Hari alone is everything.