The auspicious Navratri days are here,
O Divine Ma Durga,grant me these nine boons,
One for each day most sacred,
Each dedicated to thoughts of only you.
First and foremost I entreat,
Mother of the World bestow on me
Devotion without end to Thy lotus feet.
Second, I ask
That may I never speak a falsehood
And ever hold fast to the way of Truth.
Third, I seek
That no matter what ordeals befall me
I never swerve from the righteous path.
Fourth, I pray,
Banish all anger from my mind
So peaceful it may always be.
Fifth, bless me
So these eyes behold Thy Radiant Beauty
At the final moments of my life.
Sixth, dispel
Evermore this web of Maya
And from all attachments set me free.
Seventh, do grant
That my mind be filled forever
With thoughts of Thee and only Thee.
Eight, I implore
That in my heart is ever kindled
The undying flame of Wisdom's light.
Finally O Compassionate Mother,
Bless me, so that for all time,
In the lotus of my heart is enshrined
Thy ever Blissful form Sublime.
O Mother Divine, for as long as I live
Grant to me Thy wondrous Grace,
So Thy endless glories I may sing
For each one of my remaining days.
O Divine Ma Durga,grant me these nine boons,
One for each day most sacred,
Each dedicated to thoughts of only you.
First and foremost I entreat,
Mother of the World bestow on me
Devotion without end to Thy lotus feet.
Second, I ask
That may I never speak a falsehood
And ever hold fast to the way of Truth.
Third, I seek
That no matter what ordeals befall me
I never swerve from the righteous path.
Fourth, I pray,
Banish all anger from my mind
So peaceful it may always be.
Fifth, bless me
So these eyes behold Thy Radiant Beauty
At the final moments of my life.
Sixth, dispel
Evermore this web of Maya
And from all attachments set me free.
Seventh, do grant
That my mind be filled forever
With thoughts of Thee and only Thee.
Eight, I implore
That in my heart is ever kindled
The undying flame of Wisdom's light.
Finally O Compassionate Mother,
Bless me, so that for all time,
In the lotus of my heart is enshrined
Thy ever Blissful form Sublime.
O Mother Divine, for as long as I live
Grant to me Thy wondrous Grace,
So Thy endless glories I may sing
For each one of my remaining days.
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