Great indeed was that fateful day,
When Hiranyakasipu the mighty demon lay,
Slain at the hands of Lord Kesava,
Who appeared as Lord Nrsimhadeva.
O Nrsimhadeva ! I humbly bow down unto your magnificent form.
Moment to moment, fiercer the battle grew,
Hiranyakasipu's Sword flashed and tempers flew,
Little Prahlada beheld with bated breath,
His father rushing to imminent death,
O Nrsimhadeva ! I humbly bow down unto your magnificent power.
Astime elapsed and grew just right,
With the sun hiding its face from everyone's sight,
The demon on His thigh Nrsimhadeva bore,
Tore off his intestines and let out a mighty roar.
O Nrsimhadeva ! I humbly bow down unto your magnificent feat.
The denizens of heaven were in great delight,
Beholding the end to their deplorable plight,
They stood with folded palms,
While Prahlada sang his choicest psalms.
O Nrsimhadeva ! I humbly bow down unto this magnificent sight.
O Nrsimhadeva ! Your mercy knows no bounds,
For one devotee this unique from Thou found,
Keeping the vows of Lord Brahma intact,
Thou annihilated the demon and his terrifying impact.
O Nrsimhadeva ! Annihilated the Hiranyakasipu in my heart and nurture the love of Krishna.