Hanuman Stuti (Atulita Bala Dhamam) — Complete Lyrics

I bow to the son of the Wind-god — the abode of matchless strength, whose body shines like a golden mountain, who is a raging fire to the forest of demons, foremost among the wise, the treasury of all virtues, the lord of the vanaras, and the dearest devotee of Raghupati (Sri Rama).

I worship the son of the Wind, who made the mighty ocean as small as the water in a cow's hoof-print, who reduced the demons to mere mosquitoes, and who shines as the precious jewel in the great garland of the Ramayana.

Wherever the glories of Raghunatha (Rama) are sung, there stands Hanuman with folded hands upon his bowed head and eyes brimming with tears of love — bow to that Maruti, the destroyer of demons.