Lanka Kaanda
194 - The gods sing the Lordís praises; Indra rains down nectar on the dead
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Glory to Sri Rama, beauty personified, the bestower of peace on the suppliant, equipped with an excellent bow, arrows and quiver and triumphing in His mighty strength of arm. Glory to the Slayer of Dμusana and Khara and the crusher of the demon hordes! Now that You have disposed of this wretch, my lord, all the gods enjoy full security. Glory to the Reliever of Earth's burden, whose greatness is beneficent and unbounded. Glory to the All-merciful Slayer of Ravana, who reduced the demon host to a miserable plight. Outrageous was the pride of Ravana (the lord of Lanka), who had subdued even gods and Gandharvas (the celestial musicians). Nay, he relentlessly pursued sages, the Siddhas, human beings, birds and Nagas alike. He took delight in injuring others and was most wicked; the vile sinner has now reaped the fruit of his misdeeds. Now listen, my lord, possessed of eyes as large as the lotus and compassionate to the humble: my pride was inordinate; I accounted no one as equal to me. At the sight of Your lotus feet, however, my pride, which entailed much woe, has taken leave of me. Some people meditate on the attributeless Brahma (the Absolute), whom the Vedas declare as unmanifest. What attracts my mind, however, is the Supreme embodied as Sri Rama, King of Kosala. Together with Videha's Daughter and Your younger brother (Laksmana), therefore, pray abide in my heart; and recognizing me as Your own servant, bless me with devotion, O Abode of Rama (Laksmi).