Maṅgalācaraṇa – Poem Two

Text 1

jaya jaya śrī-caitanya patita-pābana
jaya nityānanda prabhu anātha-taraṇa

Glory, glory to Śrī Caitanya, the savior of the fallen! Glory to Lord Nityānanda, the savior of the shelterless!

Text 2

jaya jayādwaitacandra kṛpāra sāgara
jaya rūpa-sanātana jaya gadādhara

Glory to Advaitacandra, who is an ocean of mercy! Glory to Rūpa Gosvāmī and Sanātana Gosvāmī! Glory to Gadādhara Paṇḍita!

Text 3

śrī-jība gopāla-bhaṭṭa raghunātha-dwoya
jaya braja-dhāma-bāsī baiṣṇaba-nicoya

Glory to Śrī Jīva Gosvāmī, Gopāla Bhaṭṭa Gosvāmī, Raghunātha dāsa Gosvāmī, Raghunātha Bhaṭṭa Gosvāmī, the residents of Vraja, and all the Vaiṣṇavas!

Text 4

jaya jaya nabadwīpa-bāsī bhakta-gaṇa
sabe mili’ kṛpā more koro bitaraṇa

Glory to the devotees who live in Navadvīpa! All of you please give your mercy to me.

Text 5

nikhila-baiṣṇaba-jana doyā prakāsiyā
śrī-jāhnabā-pade more rākhaho taniyā

O Vaiṣṇavas, please be merciful to me. Bring me to Jāhnavā-devī’s feet and give me shelter there.

Text 6

āmi to’ durbhaga ati baiṣṇaba nā cini
more kṛpā koribena baiṣṇaba āpani

I am very unfortunate. I do not understand the Vaiṣṇavas. I pray that the Vaiṣṇavas will be merciful to me.

Text 7

śrī-guru-caraṇe more bhakti koro dāna
je caraṇa-bale pāi tattwera sandhāna

O Vaiṣṇavas, please give me the gift of devotion to my spiritual master’s feet. By the power of his feet, I will find the truth.

Text 8

brāhmaṇa sakala kori’ kṛpā mora prati
baiṣṇaba-caraṇe more deho dṛòha-mati

O brāhmaṇas, please be kind to me. Please make my heart steady at my spiritual master’s feet.

Text 9

ucca nīca sarba-jība caraṇe saraṇa
loilāma āmi dīna hīna akicana

I, who am poor, lowly, and have nothing of value, take shelter of the feet of all living entities, both high and low.

Text 10

salake koriyā kṛpā deho’ more bara
baiṣṇabe koruṇā ei granthera ādara

O Vaiṣṇavas, please be merciful and give to me this boon: Please give your attention to this book.

Text 11

grantha-dwārā baiṣṇaba-janera kṛpā pāi
baiṣṇaba-kṛpāya kṛṣṇa-lābha hoya bhāi

By writing this booṇ I will attain the Vaiṣṇavas’ mercy. O my brothers, by the Vaiṣṇavas’ mercy I will attain Lord Kṛṣṇa.

Text 12

baiṣṇaba-bimukha jā’re tāhāra jībana
nirarthaka jāno’ bhāi prasiddha bacana

O my brothers, please know that a person who turns away from the Vaiṣṇavas lives in vain. This everyone knows.

Text 13

śrī-baikuṇṭha-dhāme āche niḥśreyasa bana
tāhe śobhā pāya kalpa-taru agaṇana

In the realm of Śrī Vaikuṇṭha, in the forest of Niḥśreyasa-vana are numberless beautiful kalpataru trees.

Text 14

tāhā mājhe e kalyāṇa-kalpa-taru-rāja
nitya-kāla nitya-dhāme korena birāja

Among the trees in that eternal abode this tree, king of the kalpataru trees of auspiciousness, is manifest eternally.

Text 15

skandha-troya āche tā’ra apūrba darśana
upadeśa upalabdhi ucchwāsa gaṇana

That tree is very wonderful to see. It has three branches: 1. upadeśa (teaching), 2. upalabdhi (realization), and 3. ucchwāsa (ecstasy).

Text 16

su-bhakti-prasūna tāhe ati śobhā pāya
kalyāṇa nāmaka phala agaṇana tāya

On that tree are beautiful flowers of pure devotional service and numberless fruits that bear the name kalyāṇa (auspiciousness).

Text 17

je sujana e biṭapī korena āśroya
kṛṣṇa-sebā-su-kalyāṇa-phala tāṅra hoya

Good people who take shelter of that tree may gather many kalyāṇa fruits of devotional service to Lord Kṛṣṇa.

Text 18

śrī-guru-caraṇa-kṛpā-sāmarthya labhiyā
e heno apūrba bṛkha dilāma āniyā

Becoming powerful by the mercy at my spiritual master’s feet, I brought that wonderful tree here.

Text 19

taniyā ānite bṛkha e karkaśa mana
naśilo ihāra śobhā śuno sādhu-jana

My heart is very hard. When I carried it, I destroyed that tree’s beauty. O saintly devotees, please hear this.

Text 20

tomāra sakala ha-o e bṛkhera mālī
śraddhā-bari diyā punaḥ koro rūpaśālī

All of you please become the gardeners of this tree. Nourishing on with the water of Your faith, please make it beautiful again.

Text 21

phalibe kalyāṇa-phala jugala-sebana
koribo sakale mili’ tāhā āswādana

Then the tree will bear the auspicious fruits of service to the divine couple, and you will all taste the sweetness of those fruits.

Text 22

nṛtya kori’ hari bolo’ kha-o sebā-phala
bhakti-bale koro’ dūra kutarka-anala

Stay far away from the flames of faulty, materialistic logic. Chant ‘Hari!’, dance, and taste these fruits of devotional service.