Gītāvalī (A Collection of Songs)
(Eight Prayers Glorifying the Holy Name) – Song 2
jaya jaya harinām, cidānandāmṛta-dhām, para-tattva akṣara-ākār
nija-jane kṛpā kori’, nāma-rūpe avatari’, jīve doyā korile apār
1) All glories, all glories to the holy name of the Lord, the abode of immortal transcendental bliss! The Supreme Absolute Truth, who possesses an eternal form of sacred syllables, has descended in the form of the holy name. Thereby He shows mercy to His own devotees while showering boundless compassion upon all fallen souls.
jaya ‘hari’, ‘kṛṣṇa’, ‘rām’, jaga-jana-suviśrām, sarva-jana-mānasa-rañjana
muni-vṛnda nirantar, je nāmera samādar, kori’ gāy bhoriyā vadana
2) All glories to the Supreme Personality of Godhead who is called by different names such as Hari, Kṛṣṇa and Rāma! He is the auspicious resting place of all living entities within the universe, and He delights the minds of all souls. Wise sages maintain great reverence for His holy name and constantly sing it by filling their mouths with the sound.
ohe kṛṣṇa-nāmākṣar, tumi sarva-śakti-dhar, jīvera kalyāna-vitaraṇe
tomā vinā bhava-sindhu, uddhārite nāhi bandhu, āsiyācho jīva-uddhāraṇe
3) O Lord Kṛṣṇa in the form of name-syllables! You possess all supreme powers, and are engaged in bestowing pure auspiciousness upon the living beings. Without You there is no other friend to rescue us from the ocean of material existence. You have come for the deliverance of all fallen souls.
āche tāpa jīve jata, tumi saba koro hata, helāya tomāre eka-bār
ḍāke jadi kono jan, ho’ye dīn akiñcan, nāhi dekhi’ anya pratikār
4) For all souls within this world there is much misery and sorrow. O Harinām, if someone calls upon You just once, feeling himself very meek and lowly, possessing nothing and seeing no other remedy for his relief, You then easily destroy all his sorrows.
tava svalpa-sphūrti pāy, ugra-tāpa dūre jāy, liṅga-bhaṅga hoy anāyāse
bhakativinoda koy, jaya hari-nāma jay, paḍe’ thāki tuwā pada-āśe
5) If one simply obtains a faint glimpse of Your actual identity, then all sorts of terrible miseries are cast far away; indeed, the very form of suffering itself is easily broken to pieces. Bhaktivinoda says, “All glories, all glories to the holy name of Lord Hari! O Harinām, I perpetually fall to the ground in hope of attaining Your lotus feet.”