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ਅਰਥ:I bow at the feet of Santoshi Mata, giver of prosperity and perfection; merely meditating on her, one crosses the ocean of sorrow.

ਅਰਥ:Grant contentment to your devotees, O Santoshi, whose very name is solace; show your grace, O Mother of the world — I have come to your abode.

ਅਰਥ:Victory to Mother Santoshi, peerless one, of peace-giving and enchanting form.

ਅਰਥ:Of fair complexion and four-armed form, of charming dress, graceful and unmatched.

ਅਰਥ:Robed in white, your form steals the heart; your image, O Mother, is unlike any in the world.

ਅਰਥ:Of divine form and wide eyes — your mere sight dispels every distress.

ਅਰਥ:Victory, O daughter of Ganesha, O Bhavani; wise daughter of Riddhi and Siddhi.

ਅਰਥ:Unfathomable and unseen is your power (Maya); cast the shade of your grace upon all.

ਅਰਥ:Many are your names, O Mother; the whole universe meditates upon you.

ਅਰਥ:You have assumed countless forms — who can tell of all your deeds?

ਅਰਥ:How many of your abodes can one name? Remembering you, one gains happiness.

ਅਰਥ:In the Vindhya hills you are Vindhyavasini; at Koteshwar, the fair-smiling Saraswati.

ਅਰਥ:In Kolkata you yourself are Kali, the destroyer of the wicked, the greatly fearsome one.

ਅਰਥ:At Sambalpur you are called Bahuchara, wiping away the sorrows of devotees.

ਅਰਥ:At Jwala Ji you are the Goddess of Flame, ever worshipped by faithful devotees.

ਅਰਥ:You are the great queen of the city of Bombay, the auspicious Mahalakshmi.

ਅਰਥ:At Madurai you are Meenakshi; you are the witness of everyone's joys and sorrows.

ਅਰਥ:At Rajnagar you are Jagadamba; you became Bhadrakali, O Mother Amba.

ਅਰਥ:At Pavagadh you are Durga Mata; the whole world sings your glory.

ਅਰਥ:As ruler of Kashi you are Mother Annapurna, whose name is ever sweet.

ਅਰਥ:Bestow welfare on all, O auspicious one; you yourself are Sharada of nectar-speech.

ਅਰਥ:Your glory pervades the waters and the land; in an instant you wipe away all sorrow and poverty.

ਅਰਥ:However many sages and great munis there are, and Narada and the lords of gods —

ਅਰਥ:— all the men and women of this world meditate upon you, O Mother.

ਅਰਥ:Upon whomever your grace descends, that one obtains the pearl of devotion.

ਅਰਥ:Sorrow, poverty and calamity vanish for the one who meditates upon you.

ਅਰਥ:Whoever sings your glory and meditates on you finds happiness.

ਅਰਥ:Whoever keeps a pure heart — their every wish you fulfil.

ਅਰਥ:Remover of dull wit, bestower of good understanding — victory, victory, O Mother, sustainer of the world!

ਅਰਥ:Pleasant is the day of Friday; whoever keeps your holy fast,

ਅਰਥ:— offers jaggery and roasted chickpeas (gud-chana), and hears and tells your story,

ਅਰਥ:— and worships you with due rites, then receives your blessed prasad.

ਅਰਥ:Those of means who give charity and dakshina to the brahmins,

ਅਰਥ:— those men and women of the world obtain abundantly their heart's desire.

ਅਰਥ:Whoever takes refuge in you surely crosses over the ocean of existence.

ਅਰਥ:The maiden who meditates on you certainly attains the husband she desires.

ਅਰਥ:The married woman who worships you becomes an ever-blessed, undying suhagin (happily wed).

ਅਰਥ:The widow who holds your meditation crosses over the ocean of existence.

ਅਰਥ:Victory, victory, victory, O remover of calamity, destroyer of obstacles, doer of good!

ਅਰਥ:A great calamity is upon us — come swiftly, O Mother, and look upon us.

ਅਰਥ:I ever bow at Santoshi Mother's feet, dwelling in her day and night; may all desires be fulfilled — O Mother, remove the fear of existence.