Sri Govindadevastaka

May Sri Govindadeva, who enchants the eyes of all living entities with the graceful tilt of the peacock feather in His golden crown shining with pearls and jewels, be my shelter.

May Sri Govindadeva, who enchants the devotees’ hearts with His cheeks kissed by the splendour of His smile and the dancing of His earrings, be my shelter.

May Sri Govindadeva who, by glancing at His beloved to attain the nectar of Her sidelong glance, arouses the love of all the demigoddesses, be my shelter.

May Sri Govindadeva, who maddens the pious gopis with the graceful movements of His eyebrows, which are sprinkled by the beauty of His moving locks of hair, splendid earrings, and His cheek placed on His left shoulder, be my shelter.

From far away blocking their ears with the music of His flute and their noses with the sweet fragrance of His body, He enters the gopis hearts and pulls them to Him. May Sri Govindadeva be my shelter.

With the weight of His youthful handsomeness and the flooding ocean of His spiritual love, He fills the devotees on earth with wonder. May Sri Govindadeva be my shelter.

Chanting mantras, the great devotees learned in the scriptures worship Him as He sits on a spiritual lotus flower in a jewel palace beneath a grove of desire trees. May Sri Govindadeva be my shelter.

Handsome as Kamadeva and dressed and ornamented as if for a coronation, he enchants the inhabitants of the three worlds with the splendour of His body. May Sri Govindadeva be my shelter.

Sri Govindadeva plunges in the flowing river of His mercy one who reads aloud this Govindadevastaka, his mind meditating on the Lord’s lotus feet. May Sri Govindadeva be my shelter.