Hanuman biija mantra
AUM AIIM BHRIIM HANUMATE SHRII RAAM DUUTAAYA NAMAHA
Hanuman gayatri mantra
Omm Anjaneyaye Vidmahe
Mahabalaye Dhiimahi
Tanno Hanumaan Prachodayaat
Sri Hanuman Stavan
atulita-bala-dhaaman hema shilabha deham
danujavana-krsnam janina-mgraganyam
sakalagunaa-nidhaanam vaanaranaa-madhiisam
raghupati-priya-bhaktam vataa jaatam namaami
I salute the son of the Wind God (Hanuman), the leader of the monkeys and the messenger of Rama, whose strength in matchless, whose body is like a hill of gold, who burns up the forest of asuras (demons) like a jungle fire, who towers among the spiritually illumined ones, and who is a treasure-house of all virtues.
gospadi-krta-varaasim-masakikrta-raksasaam
ramaayana-mahaamala-ratnam vande-nilaatmajam
Salutation to the son of the Wind God (Hanuman), who crossed the ocean as if it were a puddle in the hoof-marks of a calf, who squashed the Rakshasas as if they were mosquitoes, and who by his deeds shines like the central gem in the necklace of the Ramayana.
anjana nandanam viram janaki-soka naashanam
kapisha maksahan taaram vande lanka-bhayankaram
I salute the heroic Hanuman, the leader of the monkeys and the son of Anjana, who is the slayer of (Ravan’s son) Akshkumara, who was a terror to the inhabitants of Lanka, and who assuaged the grief of Sita.
ullanghya sindhoh salilam salilam
yaah shoka vahanim janakat majayah
adayaa tenaiva dadahaa lankam
namaami tam pranjalir-anjaneyam
With palms joined in reverence, I prostrate to the son of Anjana who leaped across the sea as in sport, removing the fire from Sita’s mind and burning Lanka with that very fire.
manojavam maruta tulyavegam
jitendriyam budhimaatam varishitam
vaatmajam vanaraayutha mukhyam
sri rama dhuutam sharanam prapadhye
I bow my head to hanuman, the Wind God’s Son, Messenger of Rama, Leader of the Monkey Army, who is fast as the wind and quick as the mind, who is the master of his senses and most distinguished and wise.
anjaneya mati patalaananam
kanchanadri kamaniya-vigraham
parijata tarumula-vasinam
bhavayaami paavamana-nananam
I meditate on the son of the Wind God and Anjana, whose face is deep red in complexion, whose body is as fascinating as a mountain of gold, and whose favourite resort is the base of the Parijata tree.
yatra yatra raghunaatha-kirtanam
tatra tatra krta masta kaanjalim
baspa vaari paripurna-locanam
maarutim naamata rakshas-antakam
I prostrate before Maruti (Hanuman), the dealer of death to the Rakshasas (Demons), who, with head bent down, palms folded in adorations, and eyes brimming with tears, frequents every place where Rama’s Name is glorified.
