1) Civan a light
The God of gods; the Warrior true; south Perun-turrai’s Chieftain dear;
The First; the Blissful One, Whose forn the Three could not attain to know;
The Flower full-blown of LIGHT is He, to all save to His loving ones, unknown !
UPON HIS MIGHTY ROSEATE FOOT’S PURE FLOWER OUR HEADS SHALL GLEAMING REST ! || 4 ||
2) Civan the beautiful Sundaran
The eightfold FORM, the Beautiful, the sweet ambrosial Tide of bliss;
Most Worthy, Prince, of Civa-world; south Perun-turrai’s Warrior-king;
The Beautiful, Who made the Queen with flowing locks part of Himself;
UPON HI ROSEATE FOOT’S FULL-ORBED FLOWER OUR HEADS SHALL BLOOMING REST ! || 8 ||
3) Loving and gracious
Ye maids, the Lord whose eye looked on me sweetly, claiming service due;
The Warrior-lord, in Perun-turrai girt with cocoa-groves Who dwells;
Who takes the maidens’ armlets bright, and claims our soul and service true.
UPON HIS ROSEATE FOT’S EXPANDING FLOWER OUR HEADS SHALL GLEAMING REST ! || 12 ||
4) Gracious manifestations
With pious men around, Parabaran’ on earth appeared, a Seer.
Mid saints made perfect, Civa-Lord dances in Tillai’s city old.
Mystic ! He comes, enters our homes, makes us His own, our service claims.
UPON THE MIGHTY ROSEATE FOOT’S FLOWER GIVEN OUR HEADS SHALL BLOOMING REST ! || 16 ||
5) His disciple
He gave the boon that I should not vain joys of life as true regard.
Partner of Umai’s grace, He came to sacred Perun-turrai’s shrine.
And, while ambrosia flowing filled our frames, showed us His foot, and said ‘Behold’ !
UPON THAT MIGHTY ROSEATE FOOT’S AUSPICIOUS FLOWER OUR HEADS SHALL REST ! || 20 ||
6) He gives an assured hope
Our mind He entered, made us His, destroyed ‘ill deeds,’ and piety
That saves bestowed, Unto His jewelled foot when wreath of flowers we bring,
He’ll give our souls release; grant to dwell safe beyond this threefold world.
UPON THAT FATHER’S ROSEATE FEET, THOSE FULL-BLOWN FLOWERS, OUR HEADS SHALL REST ! || 24 ||
7) Fellowship with His saints
That I might swim this sea called ‘birth,’ great grace in love He gave;
Caused me released to join the gracious band of saints, and made me of their goodly kin.
To save me thus the Lord His truth displayed, in greatness of His grace !
UPON HIS ROSEATE FEET, WHO SHOWED SUCH MIGHT, OUR HEADS SHALL BEAMING REST ! || 28 ||
8) Unfailing Refuge
The falsehood of these bodies vile, worm-filled, Thou dost abolish quite,
‘Bright Splendour, Ruler, Lord, our Father,’ evermore they cry, and lift
Adoring hands; their eyes’ pure flower with tears o’erflows; to these Thy saints
THY ROSEATE FEET FAIL NOT; UPON THOSE FLOWERS OUR HEADS SHALL FLOWER CROWN’D REST ! || 32 ||
9) Lord of Earth and Heaven
Me vainly wandering here Thou bad’st to come, didst slay the ‘hate of deeds,’
Celestial Lord ! This world Thou dost transcend, Lord of the realms beyond,
Pleasures of grace shall spring perennial to Thy loving servants true.
UPON THY ROSEATE FEET’S PURE GOLDEN FLOWER OUR HEADS SHALL BEAMING REST ! || 36 ||
10) All join in His praise
The Free,- the Primal Splendour,- Father Triple-eyed-all being’s Germ !
The Perfect,- Lord of Civa-world,- sing, chaunt His name, O men devout !
Hither draw nigh your bonds to loose ! O bow ye down and worship here !
UPON THE ROSEATE FOOT, THAT FILLS THE SOUL, OUR HEADS SHALL GLEAMING REST ! || 40 ||
