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SHRI SAINATH – STAVAN MANJARI:

"SRI SATCHITANAND SADGURU SAINATH MAHARAJ KI JAI"

SHRI SAINATH - STAVAN MANJARI
(A Humble tribute of praise to Shri Sainath)
- By Das Ganu

I bow down to Shri GANESH
Oh, MAYURESHWARA, you are the one on whom we depend
Oh, Son of GAURI, the all-knowing
Oh, You inconceivable one
You with an immeasurable belly
Protect me, oh, Shri GANAPATI

You are the first and foremost of all Ganas
and of all the deities
Therefore, you are called “GANESH”
You are acknowledged by all the “SHASTRAS” [sacred books]
You of sacred countenance, oh, BHALACHANDRA!

Oh, SHARADA, Goddess of Speech!
You are the mistress of the realm of words
Because of your existence
All worldly transactions are carried on

You are the deity revered by all authors
You are eternally the pride of this nation
Your infinite power prevails everywhere
I bow to you, JAGADAMBE

You are the Supreme Spirit and beloved of the saints!
Incarnation in human form of PANDHARIRAYA
You are the ocean of kindness and infinite compassion
Oh Panduranga Narahari!

You, who control the world like a puppeteer with his strings
You are omnipresent
All the sciences and sacred books are still delving
To plumb the essence of your nature
Those who are pedagogues
To them, you are not revealed, oh CHAKRAPANI
All those foolish people
Only indulge in the jugglery of words

Only the saints understand you
Others remain baffled
To you, my obeisance
Respectful and with my whole body
prostrate in veneration before you

Oh, You, five - headed SHANKRA
Oh, You, wearer of garland of skulls
Oh, You, blue - throated DIGAMBARA
Oh, You, BRAHMARUPA PASHUPATI!

One who receits your name all the time
His worldly adversities are immediately dissolved
Such is, oh DHURJATI
The power of your name

With obeisance at your feet
I am writing this paean of praise
Help me always to complete this mission
Oh, you, NILAKNTHA - the blue - throated one!

Now, let me bow to the son of Arti [DATTATREYA]
To the family deity of Indira (VISHNU)
To Tukaram and all other saints
So, also, to all the devotees

Hail, Hail to you, Sainath,
Redeemer of sinners and merciful one!
I lay my head down at your feet
Now give me your protection

You are the whole world, the abode of bliss
You, yourself, are Vishnu, the paragaon among men
One whose wife is Uma!
You are also that enemy of Cupid

You are God in human form!
You are the sun in the sky of knowledge!
You are the ocean of kindness!
You are the anti-dote for worldly maladies!

You are the CHINTAMANI of the poor and the down-trodden!
You are the divine purifer ( Ganges river) for your devotees!
You are the raft for those drowning in worldliness!
You are the refuge of the timid

You are the very cause of this creation!
That which is pure CHAITANYA!
You are that Oh, very treasure of compassion
The universe is only one of your LEELAS

You are not born!
Death also does not affect you!
This is the final conclusion
Which one arrives at, after thoughtful search

Birth and death
These concepts are born of ignorance!
From both you are free
Oh, Lord, of course!

If water appears as a spring
Does it imply that its source is there?
It existed already, full and flush
Merely sprang up from within the earth

Water that springs up in a hollow
Is, therefore, so described or named
A "spring" becomes its proper name
Without the water, it is only a hollow

To spring up and to dry up and disappear
This is not the nature of water
Because the water of the spring
Has no importance for the hollow it fills

It is only the hollow that is mistakenly proud
Of itself, rather than the water that filled it
Therefore, when the water dries up
The hollow becomes impoverished

The human body is really like the hollow water bed
The spirit (pure energy) is like the pure clean water of the spring
Although there are innumerable such hollows
The essence is the same in everyone

Until now, who are without a beginning
I say to you, merciful one
To destroy the mountain of ignorance
Please become the thunderbolt of Indra!

Until now, such hollow (beings)
Have existed in large numbers, on this earth
Many more exist even now
And, in the future, as time goes by, many more will come

Each such hollow (being)
Is given a separate and different name and appearnce
That is how, in this world
They are identified

Therefore, to distinguish that spirit
In terms of “you and me” is not proper
Because, as there is no duality
That itself is most surely, the Spirit

And, since the Spirit
Truly encompasses the whole world
Then, the "you and me" the duality concept
How can it possibly be entertained?

Water latent in the clouds
Is all the same
But when it descends upon the earth
It assumes different forms

That which falls in the Godavari bed
Is known as the (sacred) River Godavari
That which falls into a well
Does not have the same worthiness or prestige

Saints are the river Godavari
And, you are the water in it
We are the puddles, wells and lakes
That is the difference between us

For the fulfilments of our lives
We must surrender to you
Always, with folded hands
Because you are the embodiment of piety

It is due to its water - bed
That the waters of Godavari have become holy
Considered merely as water
It's the same everywhere

The bed of Godavari
That is considered as truly sacred
Owes all its sanctity
To the quality of the land through which it flows
The water latent in the clouds
Does not alter that part of the earth on which it falls
Yet, that very part of the earth,
Is called Godavari (or pure) by the scholars
of the sacred books
Where the water has fallen elsewhere
It has acquired the qualities of the soil on those places
Contaminated, bitter, salty it becomes
Though originally sweet

Same is the case with you, oh, GURURAYA
In whom there is no impurity of the six vices
To that holy form
This title, “Saint” is befitting

Therefore saints are Godavari
So full of grace
Amongst all the beings
Your place is the highest!

From the beginning of creation
Godavari has been in existence
It has been full of water
And it has never lacked it till today

Look, the enemy of RAVAN
Came to the banks of the Godavari
But it's water has flowd
And the water at present is not the same as old water

The bed alone remains the same
The water have flowed into the ocean
The sancity is eternal
Of the river - bed, to this day

Each year
The old waters go and the new
Flow into the river bed
It's the law, as you know

A century is like a year
The sages of that century
Are like the flowing waters
While the great souls are like the waves on the water

Of these saints who are like Godavari
In the early centuries
There was a great flood
Of SANAT - SANAK - SANANDAN

Followed by NARADA and TUMBER
DHURVA, PRAHLAD, powerful king BALI
SHABARi, ANGAD, VAYUKUMAR
VIDUR, GOPE - GOPIKA
Thus, many came the present time
In each of the centuries of the past
The floods came repeatedly
Which I am unable to recount
In this present century
The sacred Godavari
Has for certain flooded this land
In your form, Oh, Sainath!
Therefore at your divine feet
I make obeisance
Maharaj, of my faults
Take no notice, I plead

I am a poor, wretched, ignorant man
The greatest of sinners
Ridden with vices
But do not cast me off!

The inherent defects of iron
Are ignored by "parisa"
The small streams of the village, Lendi and ohol
Are not rejected by the Godavari

I am full of vices within
By your merciful glance
Do, do quickly destroy them
This, only, is the plea of "DAS"

If after coming in contact with the “parisa”!
The iron's inherent defects
Do not change, GURUVARA
Then, it is to the discredit of the “parisa”!

Don't let me be a sinner
Don't belittle yourself
Look, you are ‘parisa', I am the iron
My discharge is your concern too
A child always commits mistakes
But a mother does not scold
Remembering this
Grant me your grace
Oh, Sadguru Sainath,
You are my "KAPATURU"!
You are the means for crossing this worldly ocean
you alone are so - undoubtedly
You are "KAMDHENU"!
You are "CHINTAMANI"!
You are the sun in the sky of knowledga,
You are great mine of virtues!
Oh, you are the ladder to heaven!

Oh, pious, purest one
Oh, embodiment of peace and bliss
Oh, the Supreme Self
Oh, the non-dual one, the ocean of knowledge
Oh, incarnation of the Supreme wisdom, the best among men
Oh, abode of forgiveness and peace
Oh, refuge of devotees
Bless me, bless me!
You are the Sadguru MACHINDER
You are the Mahatama JALANDER
You are NIVRATINATH, DNYANESHWAR
KABIR, SHEIKH MOHAMMED, EKNATH, you are
You are BODHLA You are SAVATAMALI
You are truly RAMDAS
You are TUKARAM, Sainath
You are SAKHA You are MANIKPRABHU

Your present manifestation
And your manifold nature
are really difficult to understand!
The knowledge about your caste and creed
You do not reveal to anybody

Some say you are a Muslim
Some say you are Brahmin
Thus like Krushana
You too, are inscrutable!
Having observed SHREE KRISHNA
Different people called him by various names
Some call him ‘YADU BUHSAN'
Some call him a cowherd
YASHODA called him a darling
KANSA called him a great evil
UDDHAV called him beloved
ARJUN called him Omniscient

Thus, oh GURUVARA, To you
According to each person's conclusion
Based on his mental attitude
Names are give, by them

The masjid being your dwelling
And your ears not being pierced
Nothing your offering the ‘FATEHA'
To call you a Muslim is logical!

Similarly, considering the worship of fire
As done by you, Lord of Mercy
My own conclusion is
That you are a Hindu!

But these superficial differences
Would interest only pedagogues
But for those devotees desirous of knowledge
They are of no consequences

You are BRAHMA Itself!
Caste and creed have no relevance to you
You are the Guru Supreme!
You are the creator of this world!

There was Hindu - Muslim rivalry
Therfore to bring about unity and amity
The masjid and the fire worship were embraced by you
To show your “leela” to the devotees

You are beyond caste and greed
You are Brahman, the essance of Truth
You are That, verily
You are beyond human conception!

Giving free rein to surmises and conjectures
Arguments have flourished about you
There, my insignificant
Words, how will they prevail?

But when I behold you
I cannot remain silent
Because, for encomium words
Are normally the only means

Therefore, by means of words
Whtaever description is possible
That I will always proffer
With your grace

Saints, I reckon
Higher than gods
For distinctions such as mine and thine
Find not a place in their proximity

HIRANYAKASHAPU and RAVANA
Were killed because of their hatred of god
Such a deed ha never been done by saints

GOPICHAND, IN the heap of garbage
Buried JALANDARA
But that sage
Had no rancour for that act

On the contrary, the king was delivered
from the material world
And was immortalised
Such is the prowess of the saints
It is indescribable!

Saints are the Sun
Their grace is illuminating
Saints are as pleasing as the moon
Their benignness is as gentle as moonlight

Saints, are the soothing musk
Their blessing are like it's fragrance
Saints are the juicy sugarcane
Their blessings are like its sweetness

Saints, towards the good and the bad
Are the same, definitely
On the contrary, their love for the sinners
Is immeasurable

In the waters of the Godavari
Only the soiled clothes come to be cleaned
The clean onesin a trunk
Remain far from the Godavari banks

Even that which remained in the trunk
came once
To be cleaned throughly
On the Godavari banks

The "DARSHAN" of your feet
Is like a bath in the Godavari
Wash away my sins
Oh, Samarth, and purify me!

We worldly people
Gather layers of impurities again and again
Therefore, we are the right people
For the “DARSHAN” of saints

In the abundant waters of the Godavari
Comes the wash, to be cleansed at the GHATS
If, it is really left unattended
Then, it is a discredit to the Godavari !

You are the cool, shady tree, with abundent foliage
We are the travellers, really
Suffering from the scorching sun-rays
Of the three-fold calamities of Life

From the blazing heat, oh compassionate one
Protect us, Oh GURURAYA
The benign grace of your cool shade
Is extraordinary!

Sitting under a tree
If one feels the heat of the sun
Then, who will call that tree
The shade-giving tree?

Look, without your grace
Nothing can be right in the world
SHESHSHAYEE befriended ARJUNA
To uphold the right

Due to the kindness of SUGRIV, BIBHISHANA
Came in contact with King RAM
It is due to the saints
That Shri Hari is thus glorified

BRAHMAN, being formless
VEDAS cannot describe it
Be endowing it with forms
The saints have reduced the importance of the formless!

VAIKUNTHAPATI, husband of RUKMINI
was made a “mahar” by DAMAJI
TO PICK UP CORPSES OF BUFFALOES
CHOKHAMELA made JAGAD-ATMA (God) slog

Knowing the prowess of saints
Jagjivan laboured by carrying water
Saints have truly lorded
Over God Himself, who is Eternal Truth
- Knowledge - Bliss

There is no need to speak more
You are our mother and our father
Oh, Sadguru Sainath
Dweller of Shirdi village

Baba, Your "LEELAS"
No one can comprehend
Then, my plebain speech
How can it do justice, tell me?

To save the sinners
You came to Shirdi
Pouring water into earthen lamps
You made them burn

The wooden plank of absurdly small measures
You turned into your bed, truly
Thereby displaying to the devotees
Your amazing yogic powers!

The barrenness of many women
You have completely dispelled
The disease of many
You have cured with the "Udi"!

TO ward off worldly difficulties
Is not impossible for you
The weight of an ant
Does the elephant consider as a burden?

So be it, GURURAYA
Have mercy on the humble one
I surrender at your feet
Do not turn me away

You are the king of kings
You are richer than KUBER himself
You are the Healer par excellence
No one is superior to you!

For the worship of other deities
The ritual is as prescribed
But, for your worship
There is nothing worthy of you!

Look, in the realm of the sun
The festival of DEEPAVALI has come
But to celebrate it
what should be the means?

To quench the ocean's
Thirst, adequate water cannot be found on earth
To warm the fire
From where will the heat be found?

All articles needed for the worship
Are filled with your essence
From the beginning, they are part of you
Oh, SHREESAMARTHA GURURAYA!

All my talk is a philosophical statement
For I have not experienced its truth
I have spoken without experience
A meaningless maze of words

If ritualistic worship
Of You, is to be performed by me
To do that, I Have no wherewithals
My SAMARATHA GURURAYA!

Mostly with the help of my imagination only
Will I worship you
That worship itself, oh, compassionate one
Do accept from this slave

Now with my tears
I bathe your feet
The sandlewood of true devotion
I make into paste and apply

The long tunic ("KAFNI") of these ornamental words
I place on you, sincerely
This garland of adoration
I place round your neck

The incense of vileness
I burn before You, truly
Though it is of impure composition
Even then, there will be no foul-odour from it

Elsewhere, than before the Sadguru
If incense is burnt
What happens to that incense
Is like this

When the incense is put on the fire
The moment it actually touches it
The fragrance from the incense
Leaves it instantly

Before you, it's contrary
The impurities burn away in the fire
The good remains for ever
For the world to see

Once the vileness of the mind is burnt away
The mind will become purer
Once the Ganga 's impurity is gone
Then it is holy, naturally

The light of temptations
I kindle, most truly
From which, may the lusture of asceticism
Be granted to me, oh GURUVARA!

The throne of pure faith
I offer you as a seat
On receiving it
Accept the offering ("naivedya") of devotion

You partake the offerings of devotion
Give me the essence
Because I am your child
I have a claim on your milk

My mind is my monetary offering ("DAKSHINA")
That I offer to you
Therefore, the credit or discredit of any action
Will no longer be mine

Now most humbly and devotedly
I do abeisance to you
Please accept it
Oh divine Sainath!

EIGHTFOLD PRAYER

Possessing peaceful mind, and wisdom supreme
Sainath, the compassionate
You are ocean of kindness, truth incarnate
And destroyer of the darkness of ignorance!
The sage, beyond caste and greed you are
Beyond comprehension, compassion incarnate
Protect me, protect me
Oh, Sainath of Shirdi!
You are the sun of Divine knowledge
The bestower of choicest blessings
Oh, fabled HAMSA of the minds of the devotees
Protector you are of those who surrender to you

You are BRAHMADEV, creator of the world
You, the sustainer of the world, VISHNU
The destroyer of the three worlds
You are that very RUDRA!

There is no place on this earth
where you are not
Omniscient, oh you Sainath
You dwell in all our hearts

Forgive us all our sins
I implore you!
And those weaves of doubts and delusions
Repel instantly

You are cow, I the calf
You are moon, I the stone melted by its light
At your feet, which are like the Ganges
Respectfully the slave (DAS) bows down!

Place on my head
Your hand and bless me, oh Lord!
Wars off my sorrow and worry
For this GANU is your servant

With this eight-fold prayer
I prostrate myself before
My sins (demerits), suffering and poverty
Ward off immediately

You are the cow and I the calf
You are the mother and I the child
Do not harbour
Any harsh feelings towards me

You are the sandlewood from Malagiri
I'm a thorny shrub
You are the life giving waters of Godavari
I, the greatest sinners

If after having your “DARSHAN”
The impurities of my wicked mind remains
Unchanged, GURURAYA
Who will then call you sandlewood?

The proximity of must (“KAASTURI”)
makes even the dust more valuable
The fragrance of flowers is transmitted
To the thread which ties the garlands

This is the way of the great
Whosoever they come in touch with
To him they impart
A part of their greatness

Sacred ashes, join cloth and the bull
SHIVA made symbolic parts of himself
Therefore, these objects
Are praised in all quarters

For the amusement of the cowherds
At Vrindavan, on the banks of the Yamuna
The lord of the World played “DAHI-KALA”
That too has earned recognition from wise men

Similarly, I am a sinner
But, I am under your protection
Will you not redeem me, Oh, GURURAYA
From my sinful state?

Worldly or spiritual
In whatever objects I seek satisfaction
I have no doubt, O GURURAYA
That you will grant me these

With your grace
Control my mind
If the oceans are sweetened
There is no fear of their being salty

To make the oceans sweet
Truly you have the powers
Therefore, this supplication of Dasganu
Please concede

Whatever my shortcomings
They are all your!
You are the foremost among the spiritual masters
So do not stint while giving

Now, why should I speak more?
You are my only refuge
The child held in the mother's arms
Is naturally without fear

So be it This hymn of praise
Whosoever read with love
Their desires
Fulfil, O Lord

Your blessing for this hymn
I entrest
May the difficulties of he who recites this sincerely
Be warded off within a Year

After performing all ablutions
Should this hymn, be recited regularly
With a pure and sincere feeling
In your heart

If this be not possible
Then on every “Ekadasi”
This hymn should be read
To realize the beneficial effect

One who recites this, with faith
Will ultimately progress spiritually by the Grace of GURU
Who will satiate the material desires readily
And thereby deliver him from their bondage

With repeated recitations of this hymn
Dull wits will be sharpened
And, if perchance, someone's life is short
Then, by recitation he will live upto a hundred years!

Where wealth is wanting
KUBER, the Lord of wealth himself will come to stay
Oh reading this hymn
This is the Truth, and so it shall be

To the childless, children will be born
On reciting this hymn
And the ailment of one who recites this hymn
Will be dispelled in all directions

Fear and worry will disappear
Prestige will increase
He will realise the imperishable BRAHMAN
With the regular recitation of this hymn

Regarding this hymn, Oh wise ones
Have faith in your hearts
Above the efficacy of this hymn
And give no place
To doubts and misconceptions

Go on pilgrimage to Shirdi
Concentrate on the lotus feet of Baba
Who is the succour of the poor and the meek
The wish-fulfilling tree for the devotees!

It was because of the inspiration received from Him
That this hymn has been composed
How else could an insignificant ignorant one, like me
Have written it?

In Shake 1840
In the bright half of th BHADRAPAD month
On GANESH-CHATURTHI day
Monday, in the second ‘PRAHAR'

This humble tribute of praise to Shri Sainath
Was completed at Maheshwaram
By the sacred bank of the Narmada
Near Shri Ahilya Devi's SAMADHI

At Maheshwara, the famous TIRTHA
The hymn was completed
Shri Sai nath made me utter every word
By becoming part of my mind

The disciple Damodar
Became the scribe truly
I Das, Ganu, Am only an obedient servent
Of all the saints and sages

Peace be with you! May this humble tribute
of praise to Shri Sainath
Help you cross the worldly ocean
This is the prayer, with faith and respect
Of Das Ganu, to Shri Panduranga

Let this be offered to Shri Hari-Hara!
Bless us, O Lord!
PUNDALIK VARDA (fulfiller of wishes) HARI-VITHAL!
I recall sitakanta! Hail Hail Rama
Parvati-pate Har-Har Mahadev!
Hail to Shri Sadguru Sainath Maharaj!
Shri Sadguru Sainath, I offer this to you
Bless us, O Lord!