Glories To Narasimha

Who would have ever thought,
That from spiritual world such a form was brought?

Of a man and a lion combination,
To reward young Prahlada’s determination.

Punishment for Hiranyakashipu to bring,
No more terror from the wicked king.

All glories to the Supreme Lord for coming,
To kill demon king in fashion most stunning.

The innocent son, to stop devotion refused,
By his powers the wicked father confused.

Narasimha that devotion to affirm,
Power of divine love for all to confirm.