Stutimaṇḍala

Thursday, August 01, 2013

srihanumatsmaranam


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At morning, I remember Hanumān, Whose valor is without end, Who is like a bumble-bee for the lotus-like feet of Śrīrāmacandra, Who delighted the group of gods by burning the city of Laṅkā, Who is the house of all wealth and siddhi, and Whose strength is celebrated.[1]

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