Ayyappa Aarti / Harivarasanam

Seated upon the noble throne of Hari, enchanter of all the universe,

Supreme Lord of the quarters of the sky, whose sandals are worthy of worship,

Crusher of foes, whose dance never ceases,

in that God, the son of Hari and Hara, I take refuge.

Praised by the chant of surrender, dwelling in the minds of His devotees,

Eager to protect His own, languid and graceful in the dance,

Radiant as the red dawn, lord of all beings,

in that God, the son of Hari and Hara, I take refuge.

True in His love, Lord of the very breath of life,

The wish-granting tree for all who bow before Him, adorned with radiant light,

The living temple of the sacred syllable Om, who loves the songs of praise,

in that God, the son of Hari and Hara, I take refuge.

Borne upon a horse, of beautiful countenance,

Bearing the noble mace as His weapon, celebrated in the Vedas,

The wellspring of the guru's grace, who loves the songs of praise,

in that God, the son of Hari and Hara, I take refuge.

Worshipped throughout the three worlds, the very essence of all divinity,

The three-eyed Lord, the divine preceptor,

Worshipped by the gods of heaven, who grants whatever the heart conceives,

in that God, the son of Hari and Hara, I take refuge.

Remover of the fear of worldly existence, bringer of all that is auspicious,

Enchanter of all the worlds, adorned with sacred ash,

Borne upon a white mount, the divine elephant,

in that God, the son of Hari and Hara, I take refuge.

With a soft and gentle smile, of beautiful countenance,

Tender as a young elephant, enchanting in every limb,

A lion among elephants, borne upon a horse,

in that God, the son of Hari and Hara, I take refuge.

Beloved of all who take refuge in Him, who grants whatever the heart conceives,

The ornament of the Vedas, the very life of the virtuous,

Delightful to the ear, enraptured by sacred song,

in that God, the son of Hari and Hara, I take refuge.