śrīnṛsiṃhāṣṭakam

I take refuge in the lotus feet of the sage Sundarajamuni, which serve as a boat to ferry across the ocean of worldly existence those beings who are submerged within it.

O Glorious, Stainless, and Perfect One! O Lord of Lakshmi, radiant as a crore of moons! O Enchanter of the mind! O You who are beautiful with the mass of Your mane! O Abode of compassion, protect me, who am drowned in the ocean of worldly existence! O Destroyer of the king of demons, O Narasimha, O Narasimha!

O Narasimha, O Narasimha! You who are the forest fire that consumes the sins of those who bow down to Your lotus feet, O Lord whose banner bears the emblem of the king of birds (Garuda), O object of meditation, O ultimate refuge, please protect me out of Your sheer compassion by destroying the miseries of my worldly existence.

O Narasimha, whose broad chest is smeared with the fresh saffron-like blood of the best of demons, torn apart by the rows of Your lofty claws; O treasure of the wise, O abode of Lakshmi, O You who are seated upon a lotus, salutations to You, O Narasimha, O Narasimha!

O Narasimha, O Narasimha! Grant that I may place upon my head Your pair of lotus-like feet, which are like the crowning jewel of the best among the gods, which reside in the hearts of yogis, and which are the crest-jewel of the Vedas.

O Lotus-eyed One! When I am in my final moments, with all my senses overwhelmed by distress, O Refuge of all! Come with Goddess Rama, mounting upon the Lord of the birds, O Narasimha! O Narasimha!

May Your form, O Narasimha, O Narasimha, which is the abode of all, and which is adorned with a golden crown, an excellent necklace, a garland of forest flowers, a waist-girdle, crocodile-shaped earrings, and the best of jewels, shine in my heart.

O Lord whose eyes are the moon, the sun, and the fire! O abode of Lakshmi! O mighty-armed One, wielding the shining discus! O Beautiful One! May my mind delight in You forever, O Lord who brings joy to the gods! O Narasimha, O Narasimha!

O Madhava! O Mukunda! O Madhusudana! O Murari! O Vamana! O Narasimha! Be the refuge of those who bow to You. O Granter of desires, O Effulgent One, O Cause of all, may I spend my time in You, O Lord of the immortals, O Narasimha! O Narasimha!

This octet, which destroys all sins and fears, fulfills all desires, and annihilates all miseries, diseases, and enemies; whoever recites it constantly, O Narasimha, O Narasimha, attains Your supreme abode, which is the repository of everything.