संत परंपरा · Marathi आरती
पसायदान
आता विश्वात्मके देवे । येणे वाग्यज्ञे तोषावे ।
तोषोनि मज द्यावे । पसायदान हे ॥
जे खळांचि व्यंकटी सांडो । तया सत्कर्मी रति वाढो ।
भूता परस्परे पडो । मैत्र जीवांचे ॥
दुरितांचे तिमिर जावो । विश्व स्वधर्म सूर्ये पाहो ।
जो जे वांछील तो ते लाहो । प्राणिजात ॥
वर्षत सकळ मंगळी । ईश्वरनिष्ठांची मांदियाळी ।
अनवरत भूमंडळी । भेटतु भूता ॥
चला कल्पतरूंचे अरव । चेतना चिंतामणींचे गाव ।
बोलते जे अर्णव । पीयूषाचे ॥
चंद्रमे जे अलांछन । मार्तंड जे तापहीन ।
ते सर्वांही सदा सज्जन । सोयरे होतु ॥
किंबहुना सर्वसुखी । पूर्ण होउनि तिहीं लोकी ।
भजीजो आदिपुरुखी । अखंडित ॥
येथ म्हणे श्रीविश्वेश्वरावो । हा होईल दान पसावो ।
येणे वरे ज्ञानदेवो । सुखिया झाला ॥
The complete aarti in Roman script – for anyone who can't read Marathi Devanagari.
Ata vishvatmake deve | yene vagyagye toshave |
Toshoni maj dyave | pasaydan he ||
Je khalanchi vyankti sando | taya satkarmi rati vadho |
Bhuta paraspare pado | maitra jivanche ||
Duritanche timir javo | vishva svadharm surye paho |
Jo je vanchhil to te laho | pranijat ||
Varshat sakal mangli | ishvaranishthanchi mandiyali |
Anavrat bhumandli | bhettu bhuta ||
Chala kalpatrunche arav | chetna chintamninche gav |
Bolte je arnav | piyushache ||
Chandrame je alanchhan | martand je taphin |
Te sarvanhi sada sajjan | soyre hotu ||
Kimbhuna sarvasukhi | purn houni tihin loki |
Bhajijo adipurukhi | akhandit ||
Yeth mhane shrivishveshvaravo | ha hoil dan pasavo |
Yene vare gyandevo | sukhiya jhala ||
What the aarti says, in simple English.
Now may the God who is the soul of the universe be pleased with this offering of words, and grant me this gift of grace. May the crookedness of the wicked fall away and may they love good deeds; may all beings be bound in friendship. May the darkness of sin disappear; may the world see the sun of its own dharma, and may every living being get whatever it wishes. May gatherings of God's devotees, showering every blessing, meet all beings on earth always. They are moving gardens of wish-fulfilling trees, living villages of wish-granting gems, speaking oceans of nectar; moons without a stain, suns without scorching heat – may such good people always be everyone's kin. In short, may the three worlds be complete and happy, and may they worship the Primal Being without end. Then the Lord of the universe said: ‘This gift shall be granted’ – and with this boon Dnyandev became happy.
Text as printed in the Marathi Arati Sangrah – sanskritdocuments.org (1999 edition, supplied by Pothipuran). Aartis are sung with small differences from region to region and family to family – if your family sings it differently, both are right.
No other printed readings recorded yet for this aarti.
