శని స్తోత్రం దశరథ కృతమ్

Salutations to the dark, the blue-black, resembling the peacock's feather; salutations to the dark honey-tree-blue, resembling the blue lotus.

Salutations to the fleshless-bodied, with long-tufted matted locks; salutations to the wide-eyed, O terrifying one with a shrunken belly.

Salutations to the one of virile form, with thick body-hair — salutations to you; salutations to the eternally hungry, and salutations to the eternally satisfied.

Salutations to the terrible, the fierce, the fearsome, the formidable; salutations to the tall, the lean, O fierce-toothed one — salutations to you.

Salutations to you of terrible form, O one hard to behold; salutations to you the all-devouring, O wrinkle-faced one — salutations.

O son of the Sun, salutations — O giver of fear to the luminous; O downward-gazing one, salutations — O Samvartaka (dissolver), salutations to you.

Salutations to you the slow-moving, O you of little lustre; to the one whose body is pure knowledge, ever devoted to yogic discipline.

O eye of wisdom, salutations — O son of the son of Kashyapa; when pleased you bestow kingdoms; when angered you snatch them away in an instant.

Gods, asuras and humans, siddhas, vidyadharas and nagas — all who are gazed upon by you, O Saura (Saturn), swiftly fall into distress.

Brahma, Indra, Yama and even the seven great sages — having been gazed upon by you they fall from their kingdoms.

Even those gazed upon by you perish root and branch. Be gracious to me, O Saura — I bow to you with a humble prayer.