I adore the Lord of the Universe, bearing the name of Rama, the chief of the Raghu’s line and the crest-jewel of the kings, the mine of compassion, the dispeller of all sins, appearing in human form through his Maya (deluding potency), the greatest of all gods, knowable through Vedanta (the Upanisads), constantly worshippped by Brahma (the Creator), Sambhu (Lord Shiva), and Sesa (the Serpent-God), the bestower of supreme peace in the form of final beatitude, placid, eternal, beyond the ordinarly means of cognition, sinless and all-pervading.
There is no other craving in my heart, O Rama. I speak the truth. You are the light dwelling in all. Grant me intense devotion to your lotus feet and free me from the evil qualities like lust and greed.
I bow to the son of the wind-god, the most beloved devotee of Sri Rama, the chief of monkeys and the repository of all virtues, the foremost among the wise, the fire to consume the forest of the demon race, possessing a body shining as a mountain of gold and a home of immeasurable strength.
Hanuman was much delighted at heart to hear the heartening speech of Jambavan. He said, “Suffering hardships and living on bulbs, roots and fruits, wait for me, brethren, till I return after seeing Mother Sita. I am sure our object will be accomplished as I feel very cheerful.” So saying and after bowing his head to them all, he set out full of joy, with an image of Sri Rama enshrined in his heart. There was a beautiful hill on the sea coast; he lightly sprang on to its top. And invoking Sri Rama, Hanuman took a leap with all his might. The hill on which he planted his foot while leaping sank down immeditey into the nethermost region. Hanuman sped forth the same way as the unerring shaft of Sri Rama. Knowing him to be Sri Rama’s emissary, the deity residing over the ocean spoke to Mount Mainaka, “Relieve him of his fatigue, O Mainaka, by allowing him to rest on you.”
Hanuman simply touched the mountain with his hand and then made...