Hanuman , the monkey devotee of Rama, though never mentioned anywhere in puranas or other holy books as God, is worshipped as though he is God himself. He is the son of Keasri and Anjana. But he is more known as the son of Vayu-the wind god.There are also references that say that he is the son of Lord Shiva himself. People throughout the length and breadth of India worship him with great devotion. Here is a small collection of stotras about him.
Salutations to the terror of Lanka, Who is the heroic son of Anjana, Who brought to an end , all sorrows of Sitha, Who is the king of monkeys , Who killed Aksha[1] the son of Ravana.
I bow my head and salute the emissary of Rama, Who has won over his mind, Who has similar speed as wind, Who has mastery over his organs, Who is the greatest among knowledgeable, Who is the son of God of wind, And who is the chief in the army of monkeys.
I bow before the darling son of the god of wind, Who is the son of Anjana, Who is great among killers of ogres, Who is like a golden mountain, Who is handsome to look at, And who lives near the roots of Parijatha[2] tree,
4 Yatra yatra Raghu nada keerthanam, Thathra thathra krudha masthakanjalim, Bhashpa vari pari poorna lochanam, Maruthim namatha Rakshasanthakam.
I pray and salute the son of wind god, Who brought to end the rakshasas, Who is always present with eye full of tears, With head bowed in veneration, Wherever the praise of Lord Rama is sung.
I think about the son of Vayu in my mind, Who is devoid of all desires of enjoyment, Who sheds copious tears of joy, Whose hair stands erect at His thought, And who is the great emissary of the Lord of Sita
All my life I yearn to see that Hanuman, Who is the good fortune of Anjana, Whose face is as red as the rising Sun, Whose glances are full of the mercy, Who brought back the dead in the battle, And whose fame is great.
My only refuge is Hanuman, Who had reddish lips like the Bimba fruit, Who is the enemy of the arrows of Manmatha, Who has broad eyes like lotus leaves, And whose neck is like a conch.
Let the form of Hanuman , Which drove away the sorrow of Sita, Which made known the prowess of Rama, And which destroyed the fame of ten headed Ravana, Shine before me.
I Saw Lord Hanuman, Who is the result of penance of God of wind, Who is the leader of all monkeys, Who is similar to the Sun God to water lily, To the hoards of Rakshasas, And who is he protector of the suffering humans.
Ethath pavana suthasya stotram, Ya patathi pancha rathnakhyam, Chiramiha nikhilan bhogan bhukthwa, Sri Rama Bhakthiman Bhavathi.
He who reads these five gems, Which are the poems of praise of, The son of God of wind, Would become a devotee of Lord Rama, And would enjoy his life for a long time.
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jaisriram jaianuman
LORD ANUMAN JI PLEASE SAVE ALL
PLEASE DESTROY THE THINGS GOING BAD
AM PRAYING YOU WHOLE HEARTEDLY
JAI SRI ASTAMASA VARATHA ANJANEYAR
jaisriram jaianuman
LORD ANUMAN JI PLEASE SAVE ALL
PLEASE DESTROY THE THINGS GOING BAD
AM PRAYING YOU WHOLE HEARTEDLY
JAI SRI ASTAMASA VARATHA ANJANEYAR
jaisriram jaianuman
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Anjaneya Stotra
Hanuman , the monkey devotee of Rama, though never mentioned anywhere in puranas or other holy books as God, is worshipped as though he is God himself. He is the son of Keasri and Anjana. But he is more known as the son of Vayu-the wind god.There are also references that say that he is the son of Lord Shiva himself. People throughout the length and breadth of India worship him with great devotion. Here is a small collection of stotras about him.
1
Anjana nandanam Veeram janaki soka nasanam,
Kapeesa Maksha hantharam, Vande lanka bhayangaram.
Salutations to the terror of Lanka,
Who is the heroic son of Anjana,
Who brought to an end , all sorrows of Sitha,
Who is the king of monkeys ,
Who killed Aksha[1] the son of Ravana.
2
Mano javam , maruda thulya vegam,
Jithendriyam buddhi matham varishtam,
Vatha atmajam vanara yudha mukhyam,
Sree rama dootham sirasa namami.
I bow my head and salute the emissary of Rama,
Who has won over his mind,
Who has similar speed as wind,
Who has mastery over his organs,
Who is the greatest among knowledgeable,
Who is the son of God of wind,
And who is the chief in the army of monkeys.
3
Anjaneya madhi patalananam,
Kanchanadri kamaneeya vigraham,
Parijatha tharu moola vasinam,
Bhavayami bhava mana nandanam,.
I bow before the darling son of the god of wind,
Who is the son of Anjana,
Who is great among killers of ogres,
Who is like a golden mountain,
Who is handsome to look at,
And who lives near the roots of Parijatha[2] tree,
4
Yatra yatra Raghu nada keerthanam,
Thathra thathra krudha masthakanjalim,
Bhashpa vari pari poorna lochanam,
Maruthim namatha Rakshasanthakam.
I pray and salute the son of wind god,
Who brought to end the rakshasas,
Who is always present with eye full of tears,
With head bowed in veneration,
Wherever the praise of Lord Rama is sung.
Phala sruthi
Budhir balam yaso dhairyam nirbhayathwam arokadha,
Ajadyam vak paduthwancha hanumath smaranath bhaveth.
He who meditates on Lord Hanuman,
Would be blessed with knowledge, strength,
Fame, courage, fearlessness, health,
Tirelessness and mastery over words,
[1] Aksha was the second son of Ravana who was killed by Lord Anjaneya
[2] A holy tree of heaven with scented flowers
Hanumath Pancha Ratnam
[Five Gems on Hanuman]
Veethakhila vishayecham, Jathanandaasru pulakamathyacham,
Seethapathi dhoothakhyam,Vathathmajamadhya bhavaye hrudhyam. 1
I think about the son of Vayu in my mind,
Who is devoid of all desires of enjoyment,
Who sheds copious tears of joy,
Whose hair stands erect at His thought,
And who is the great emissary of the Lord of Sita
Tharunaruna Muka kamalam, karuna rasa poora poorithapangam,
Saajeevanamaasase manjula mahimana manjana Bhagyam. 2
All my life I yearn to see that Hanuman,
Who is the good fortune of Anjana,
Whose face is as red as the rising Sun,
Whose glances are full of the mercy,
Who brought back the dead in the battle,
And whose fame is great.
Sambhara vairi saradhigamambudala vipula lochanadhaaram,
Kambu gala niladishtam bimba jwalithoshta mekamalambhe 3
My only refuge is Hanuman,
Who had reddish lips like the Bimba fruit,
Who is the enemy of the arrows of Manmatha,
Who has broad eyes like lotus leaves,
And whose neck is like a conch.
Dhoorikrutha seetharthi, prakati krutha rama vaibhava spohoorthi,
Daritha dasa mukha keerthi, puratho mama bhathu Hanumatho Murthy. 4
Let the form of Hanuman ,
Which drove away the sorrow of Sita,
Which made known the prowess of Rama,
And which destroyed the fame of ten headed Ravana,
Shine before me.
Vanara nikaradhyaksham, dhanava kula kumudha ravikara sadruksham,
Dheena janavana dheeksham pavana paka ambuja madraksham. 5
I Saw Lord Hanuman,
Who is the result of penance of God of wind,
Who is the leader of all monkeys,
Who is similar to the Sun God to water lily,
To the hoards of Rakshasas,
And who is he protector of the suffering humans.
Ethath pavana suthasya stotram,
Ya patathi pancha rathnakhyam,
Chiramiha nikhilan bhogan bhukthwa,
Sri Rama Bhakthiman Bhavathi.
He who reads these five gems,
Which are the poems of praise of,
The son of God of wind,
Would become a devotee of Lord Rama,
And would enjoy his life for a long time.
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