At night tired in bed to lie,

Review of previous day to try.

I know good was the day,

If once Hanuman’s name did say.

If my thoughts to him went,

Then into bliss heart was sent.

If not then lost chance the cost,

In regret throughout the night to toss.

In singing over his full heart to give,

Simple life in devotion to live.

Though in yoga he has every strength,

With massive stride can pass any length,

Only one thing he wants still,

For thoughts of Rama his mind to fill.

By Sita to live in destitution never,

To chant their names forever and ever.

Since for Rama completed so many a task,

From Him any boon they could ask.

Wealth, beauty, ever-lasting fame,

Through God anything possible to gain.

To Hanuman Rama the world ready to give,

But asked only for in devotion to Him to live.

Showed that above all else this the best,

Gift of devotion to surpass all the rest.

When given necklace ever beautiful so,

Thought better if to Hanuman to go.

Janaka’s daughter of most beautiful face,

Took necklace for on Hanuman to place.

Since then their place in his heart set,

All tools for worship from Sita to get.

By her mercy never he is poor,

Their glories he chants always for sure.

Returning to Ayodhya time now came,

To install on throne prince of Raghu’s fame.

With blessed event so many gifts He gave,

For wife Sita beautiful necklace to save.

Reading her eyes could see where her mind set,

Sanctioned the necklace for Hanuman to get.

First her whereabouts from Lanka retrieved,

And now from blessed lady best gift received.

On Pushpaka car towards home they went,

To meet Bharata first Hanuman was sent.

Same servant who to Lanka had gone,

Now in Ayodhya to set foot upon.

Mood of Rama’s brother to tell,

Whether joy or trouble to spell.

Like Rama and Bharata brothers two,

Forever trust in Hanuman I do.

Remorse for them none,

Hanuman to have justice be done.

With torments coming from front and back,

Innocent Sita with words they attacked.

Now desired to pieces to tear,

But kind Sita their lives did spare.

Still beautiful is his burning fire,

Compassion for God it does inspire.

“Pain so much these ogresses gave,

Now why from punishment to save?

For my troubled heart to mend,

To abode of death let me send.”

Though to persuade her he tried,

Hanuman’s request Sita denied.

Both right in way of their own.

Endless glory of each was shown.

Now that battle was won,

Job of rescuing Sita to be done.

When to her side Hanuman went,

Saw witches previously set on torment.

Punishment of death wanted to give,

But their misdeeds she did forgive.

Sentiment right in Hanuman still,

More admiration in my heart to fill.

For his friends anything he would do,

Jump across oceans, act as chariot too.

Weapons with courage he took,

In defending Rama splendid to look.

His friendship not so difficult to gain,

Just chant always Shri Rama’s name.

Your spirits from the depths to lift,

His presence your life’s greatest gift.