The Kalyāṇamandirastotra (Hymn of the Temple of Auspiciousness)

The Hymn of the Temple of Auspiciousness. Om, salutations to the perfected beings.

That which causes the moon to bathe in its splendor, free from the association of clouds, and which is the festival of auspicious qualities—that supreme reality, pure and subtle, shines for us and for others as the first Jina, the Lord of Conquerors.

For those wandering in the terrible forest of worldly existence, who see the path of life's winds afflicted by the heat of sorrows, may that collection of dust particles from your lotus feet become the auspicious medicine for the afflictions of worldly existence.

I bow to the pair of lotus feet of the Jina, which are worshipped by devoted gods and honored by great sages, renowned for their power, and which are extolled by you with a mind inclined to devotion, for the pacification of the heat of worldly existence.

For people who are terrified in the ocean with its agitated waves and fierce crocodiles, the constant contemplation of your name-mantra becomes a support that removes the sorrows of worldly existence.

For those who have fallen into the terrible state of being immersed in the poison of a serpent with raised hoods and jewel-like fangs, may the chanting of your name quickly pacify the fierce poison, as if by the cool shade of a divine golden gem.

In battles where huge elephants are submerged and the terrible clash of armies fills all directions with smoke, for those who remember your pair of lotus feet in their minds, victory immediately arises; they become victorious.

Those who are being defeated in battles filled with maddened elephants, lordly elephants, and horses, by remembering your pair of lotus feet in their minds, slay their enemies and attain lasting victory.

In times of terrible fire that burns the earth and brings deep darkness, men who are devoted to chanting your name attain the cool state of liberation, an immeasurable abode.

The great sages praise the feet of the Jina, which are adorned with beautiful jewels that have the luster of crushed camphor and are bowed to by hosts of worshippers; they praise your multitude of qualities for the sake of liberation on earth.

Your pair of lotus feet, bowed to by gods, are constantly served by bees that emerge from the fully bloomed lotuses on their crowns, along with humming bees, O you of sung glory.

What need is there for slow-moving feet? The pair of your lotus feet, adorned with a necklace of gems shining with rows of bees, when remembered in the mind, enables the virtuous to easily cross the ocean of worldly existence.

For men who bow to your pair of lotus feet, what is unattainable among millions of auspicious things? By the mere remembrance of that pair, all sorrows, including those of birth and death, perish.

O Lord, what does the bee that hovers around your lotus feet not attain? Does it not go to heaven, having obtained the path of liberation on earth, and become the lord of the wind and the ocean of immortality?

O Lord, what is the use of slow movement? For those who hold your pair of lotus feet in their hearts, the mass of sins immediately dissolves on earth, just as clouds dissolve in the ocean, bringing auspicious waters.

What karmic impurity could cause bondage for people? For those who sing the multitude of qualities of the one whose name is not ordinary, the sages sing those qualities, and they attain the supreme, immeasurable state.

Is there any mantra that destroys the fear of birth and old age? For those who constantly remember your name-mantra in their minds, all the sorrows of worldly existence of the one worshipped by gods and demons instantly vanish, for the pacification of the heat of existence.

In the terrible forest of worldly existence, where the edges are burned by sparks of fire, men who are devoted to chanting your name attain the cool state of liberation, an immeasurable abode.

The great sages praise the feet of the Jina, which are adorned with beautiful jewels that have the luster of Indra's lightning and the deep blue of the lord of gods, and which are bowed to by hosts of worshippers; they praise your multitude of qualities for the sake of liberation on earth.

What is the fruit of birth for those who dwell in the ocean and obtain its water, gold, and gems? Those who are devoted solely to your feet, who are destined for liberation on earth, sing your multitude of qualities for the sake of liberation.

What is the fruit of birth with millions of auspicious things? For those who sing the qualities of the one whose name is not binding, the sages sing those qualities, and they attain the supreme, immeasurable state.

What reckoning of sin is there for that pure one? For those wandering in the terrible forest of worldly existence, men devoted to chanting your name attain the cool state of liberation, an immeasurable abode.

What use are hundreds of auspicious rites, pacified by all, or the worship of hosts of gods and their blessings, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the successful birth of humans on earth for those in whose heart your slow-moving pair of lotus feet, adorned with a necklace of gems shining with rows of bees, does not shine, dispelling delusion?

What is the use of all charity given to the world, or of austerity, discipline, and the five fires of restraint, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the use of serving holy places with immeasurable merit, or what is done now by the lords of beings on earth, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the use of hundreds of millions of mantra repetitions, or of performing millions of difficult austerities, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the use of charity, sacrifices, and severe austerities, or of hundreds of holy place services, all performed, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is done in this world by the slow-minded, or what is done by all good conduct and virtuous deeds, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What use are hundreds of auspicious rites, pacified by all, or the worship of hosts of gods and their blessings, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the successful birth of humans on earth for those in whose heart your slow-moving pair of lotus feet, adorned with a necklace of gems shining with rows of bees, does not shine, dispelling delusion?

What is the use of all charity given to the world, or of austerity, discipline, and the five fires of restraint, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the use of serving holy places with immeasurable merit, or what is done now by the lords of beings on earth, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the use of hundreds of millions of mantra repetitions, or of performing millions of difficult austerities, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the use of charity, sacrifices, and severe austerities, or of hundreds of holy place services, all performed, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is done in this world by the slow-minded, or what is done by all good conduct and virtuous deeds, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What use are hundreds of auspicious rites, pacified by all, or the worship of hosts of gods and their blessings, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the successful birth of humans on earth for those in whose heart your slow-moving pair of lotus feet, adorned with a necklace of gems shining with rows of bees, does not shine, dispelling delusion?

What is the use of all charity given to the world, or of austerity, discipline, and the five fires of restraint, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the use of serving holy places with immeasurable merit, or what is done now by the lords of beings on earth, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the use of hundreds of millions of mantra repetitions, or of performing millions of difficult austerities, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is the use of charity, sacrifices, and severe austerities, or of hundreds of holy place services, all performed, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

What is done in this world by the slow-minded, or what is done by all good conduct and virtuous deeds, for one in whose heart your story dwells, which is full of auspiciousness and delivers from worldly existence, for the pacification of the heat of existence?

Thus ends the Hymn of the Temple of Auspiciousness, composed by the venerable Siddhasena Divākara Sūri.