Doha 14b

“Hail to You, Rāma, Ramā’s (Sītā’s) Spouse, Reliever of the afflictions of worldly existence! Protect this servant, who is groaning under the fear of transmigration. O King of Ayodhyā, Ruler of the gods, Lord of Lakṣmī, all-pervading Master! Having, sought refuge in you, I implore You: pray, give Your protection to Me. (1) “By disposing of Rāvaṇa, who possessed as many as ten heads and twenty arms, You rid the earth of many a severe scourge. The hosts of demons were a veritable swarm of moths that were reduced to ashes by the fierce glow of Your fire-like arrows. (2) “An exceedingly beautiful jewel of the terrestrial globe, You have armed Yourself with an excellent bow, arrows and quiver. You are a radiant sun, as it were, to disperse the thick darkness prevailing in the night of pride, gross ignorance and attachment. (3) “The hunter in the form of lust has laid low the human deer by piercing his heart with the shafts of evil desire: O Lord! pray, kill the hunter and thus save the life of these poor, helpless creatures, lost as they are in the wilderness of sensuality, O Hari ! (4) “People are stricken with a host of diseases and bereavements, which are surely the result of neglecting Your feet. Those men who cherish no love for your lotus-feet continue to drift in the fathomless ocean of mundane existence. (5) “They are ever most wretched, impure and unhappy, who have no devotion to Your lotus-feet. On the other hand, they, who derive their sustenance from Your episodes, hold the saints and the eternal Lord (Yourself) as constantly dear to them, (6) “they are free from passion, greed, pride and arrogance; prosperity (happiness) and adversity (sorrow) are alike to them. That is why sages give up for ever all faith in Yoga (mental discipline) and gladly become Your servant. (7) “With a pure heart and under a solemn pledge they constantly and lovingly adore Your lotus-feet. Regarding honour and ignominy alike, all such saints move about happily on earth. (8) “O Raghuvīra, invincible and exceedingly staunch in battle, indwelling as a bee the lotus heart of sages, I take refuge in You. I repeat Your Name and bow to You, O Hari; You are a sovereign remedy for the disease of birth and death and have a total dislike for pride. (9) “I constantly greet You, Lakṣmī’s Spouse, supreme abode of goodness, amiability and compassion. O Raghunandan, put an end to all pairs of contrary experiences (such as joy and sorrow, pleasure and pain, attraction and repulsion, etc.); O Ruler of the earth, just cast a glance on this humble servant. (10)

“Again and again I ask only this boon of You—O Lord of Lakṣmī, be pleased to grant me unceasing devotion to Your lotus-feet and constant communion with your devotees.” (14 A) Having thus hymned Śrī Rāma’s glories, Umā’s Lord, Mahādeva, joyously returned to Kailāsa. The Lord then arranged for the monkey-companions abodes that were comfortable in all respects. (14 B)