Sri Venkatesa Suprabhatam

Shloka 1

Kausalya Supraja Rama Purva Sandhya Pravartate

Uttishtha Narashardula Kartavyam Daivamahnikam

O Rama, blessed son of Kausalya, dawn is breaking in the east. Rise, O best among men; the sacred duties of the day are waiting to be done.

Shloka 2

Uttishthottishtha Govinda Uttishtha Garudadhvaja

Uttishtha Kamalakanta Trailokyam Mangalam Kuru

Rise, rise, O Govinda! Rise, O Lord whose banner bears Garuda! Rise, O beloved of Lakshmi, and fill the three worlds with blessing.

Shloka 3

Matas Samasta Jagatam Madhukaitabhareh

Vakshoviharini Manohara Divyamurte

Sri Swamini Shritajana Priya Danashile

Sri Venkatesha Dayite Tava Suprabhatam

O Mother of all the worlds, who lives joyfully on the chest of Vishnu, the slayer of Madhu and Kaitabha; O one of enchanting divine form; O Queen of the Lord, always ready to give those who seek you what they hold dear; O beloved of Sri Venkatesha, may your dawn be blessed.

Shloka 4

Tava Suprabhatam Aravinda Lochane

Bhavatu Prasanna Mukha Chandra Mandale

Vidhi Shankarendra Vanitabhir Archite

Vrishashaila Natha Dayite Dayanidhe

O lotus-eyed Mother, whose serene face shines like the full moon; worshipped by the consorts of Brahma, Shiva and Indra; beloved of the Lord of Vrishashaila, treasure of compassion, may your dawn be blessed.

Shloka 5

Atryadi Saptarishayas Samupasya Sandhyam

Akasha Sindhu Kamalani Manoharani

Adaya Padayugam Archayitum Prapannah

Sheshadri Shekhara Vibho Tava Suprabhatam

The seven sages led by Atri have finished their dawn prayers and have come carrying lovely lotuses from the heavenly Ganga, to worship your two feet. O Lord who crowns the Seshadri hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 6

Panchananabja Bhava Shanmukha Vasavadyah

Traivikramadi Charitam Vibudhah Stuvanti

Bhashapatih Pathati Vasara Shuddhim Arat

Sheshadri Shekhara Vibho Tava Suprabhatam

Shiva the five-faced, Brahma the lotus-born, six-faced Kartikeya, Indra and the other gods sing of your deeds, beginning with your three world-spanning strides as Trivikrama. Brihaspati, lord of speech, stands close by reading out the almanac of the day. O Lord of the Seshadri peak, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 7

Ishat Praphulla Sarasiruha Narikela

Puga Drumadi Sumanohara Palikanam

Avati Mandam Anilas Saha Divya Gandhaih

Sheshadri Shekhara Vibho Tava Suprabhatam

A gentle breeze drifts in, carrying divine fragrance from the half-opened lotuses and from the lovely rows of coconut, areca and other trees. O Lord of the Seshadri peak, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 8

Unmilya Netrayugam Uttama Panjarasthah

Patravashishta Kadali Phala Payasani

Bhuktva Salilam Atha Kelishukah Pathanti

Sheshadri Shekhara Vibho Tava Suprabhatam

In their fine cages the pet parrots open their eyes, peck playfully at the bananas and sweet payasam left in their bowls, and then begin to recite your names. O Lord of the Seshadri peak, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 9

Tantri Prakarsha Madhura Svanaya Vipanchya

Gayatyananta Charitam Tava Naradopi

Bhasha Samagram Asakrit Karachara Ramyam

Sheshadri Shekhara Vibho Tava Suprabhatam

Narada too sings of your endless glory on his vina, whose plucked strings ring sweet and full; again and again he sings, in rich and perfect words, his hand moving gracefully over the strings. O Lord of the Seshadri peak, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 10

Bhringavali Cha Makaranda Rasanuviddha

Jhankara Gita Ninadaih Saha Sevanaya

Niryatyupanta Sarasi Kamalodarebhyah

Sheshadri Shekhara Vibho Tava Suprabhatam

Swarms of bees, soaked in nectar, fly out from the hearts of the lotuses in the nearby ponds, humming their songs as they come to serve you. O Lord of the Seshadri peak, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 11

Yoshaganena Varadadhni Vimathyamane

Ghoshalayeshu Dadhimanthana Tivra Ghoshah

Roshat Kalim Vidadhate Kakubhashcha Kumbhah

Sheshadri Shekhara Vibho Tava Suprabhatam

In the cowherd homes, as the women churn the thick curd, the churning pots ring out so loudly that the pots and the echoing directions seem to be quarrelling, each trying to outdo the other. O Lord of the Seshadri peak, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 12

Padmesha Mitra Shatapatra Gatalivargah

Hartum Shriyam Kuvalayasya Nijanga Lakshmya

Bheri Ninadam Iva Bibhrati Tivra Nadam

Sheshadri Shekhara Vibho Tava Suprabhatam

The swarms of bees in the lotuses, flowers that are friends of the sun, raise a loud hum like the roll of war drums, as if setting out to steal the beauty of the blue water-lily with the dark glow of their own bodies. O Lord of the Seshadri peak, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 13

Sriman Abhishta Varadakhila Loka Bandho

Sri Srinivasa Jagadeka Dayaika Sindho

Sri Devata Griha Bhujantara Divya Murte

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

O glorious Lord who grants every wish, friend of all the worlds; O Srinivasa, the one ocean of mercy for the whole universe; O divine form whose chest is the home of Goddess Lakshmi; O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 14

Sri Swami Pushkarinika Plava Nirmalangah

Shreyorthino Hara Viranchi Sanandanadyah

Dvare Vasanti Vara Vetra Hatottamangah

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

Shiva, Brahma, Sanandana and other seekers of the highest good, their bodies made pure by bathing in the Swami Pushkarini, wait at your door, even as the doorkeepers' canes tap their heads to keep the eager crowd in order. O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 15

Sri Shesha Shaila Garudachala Venkatadri

Narayanadri Vrishabhadri Vrishadri Mukhyam

Akhyam Tvadiya Vasater Anisham Vadanti

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

Without pause, devotees chant the sacred names of your hill home: Seshashaila, Garudachala, Venkatadri, Narayanadri, Vrishabhadri, Vrishadri and more. O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 16

Sevaparah Shiva Suresha Krishanu Dharma

Rakshombunatha Pavamana Dhanadhinathah

Baddhanjali Pravilasan Nija Shirsha Deshah

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

Eager to serve you, the guardians of the eight directions (Shiva, Indra, Agni, Yama, Nirriti, Varuna, Vayu and Kubera) stand with palms joined and raised above their heads. O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 17

Dhatishu Te Vihagaraja Mrigadhiraja

Nagadhiraja Gajaraja Hayadhirajah

Svasvadhikara Mahimadhikam Arthayante

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

Garuda king of birds, the lion king of beasts, Adishesha king of serpents, and the kings of elephants and horses, who carry you in your processions, each pray that the honour of their own service may grow greater still. O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 18

Suryendu Bhauma Budha Vakpati Kavya Sauri

Svarbhanu Ketu Divishat Parishat Pradhanah

Tvaddasa Dasa Charamavadhi Dasa Dasah

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

The Sun, Moon, Mars, Mercury, Jupiter, Venus, Saturn, Rahu and Ketu, chiefs in the assembly of the heavens, count themselves servants of the very last in the long line of your servants' servants. O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 19

Tvat Pada Dhuli Bharita Sphuritottamangah

Svargapavarga Nirapeksha Nijantarangah

Kalpagamakalanayakulatam Labhante

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

Their heads shining with the dust of your feet, their hearts no longer wanting heaven or even liberation, your devotees grow anxious at one thought alone: that the age might end and take away this service. O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 20

Tvad Gopuragra Shikharani Nirikshamanah

Svargapavarga Padavim Paramam Shrayantah

Martya Manushya Bhuvane Matim Ashrayante

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

Just by gazing at the golden peaks of your temple towers, people feel they have reached the highest state of heaven and liberation, and so they set their hearts on staying in this human world, near you. O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 21

Sri Bhumi Nayaka Dayadi Gunamritabdhe

Devadhideva Jagadeka Sharanya Murte

Sriman Ananta Garudadibhir Architanghre

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

O Lord of Sridevi and Bhudevi, nectar-ocean of mercy and every virtue; O God of gods, the one refuge of the whole world; O glorious one whose feet are worshipped by Ananta, Garuda and the other eternal servants; O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 22

Sri Padmanabha Purushottama Vasudeva

Vaikuntha Madhava Janardana Chakrapane

Srivatsa Chihna Sharanagata Parijata

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

O Padmanabha, Purushottama, Vasudeva; O Vaikuntha, Madhava, Janardana, bearer of the discus; O Lord marked with the Srivatsa, the wish-granting tree for all who take refuge in you; O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 23

Kandarpa Darpa Hara Sundara Divya Murte

Kanta Kuchamburuha Kudmala Lola Drishte

Kalyana Nirmala Gunakara Divya Kirte

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

O divine and beautiful form who humbles even Kamadeva's pride in his beauty; whose loving gaze rests on his beloved Lakshmi; O treasury of pure and auspicious virtues, of divine renown; O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 24

Minakrite Kamatha Kola Nrisimha Varnin

Svamin Parashvatha Tapodhana Ramachandra

Sheshamsha Rama Yadunandana Kalki Rupa

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

O Lord who took the forms of the Fish, the Tortoise, the Boar, the Man-Lion and the young brahmachari Vamana; O Parashurama, the ascetic with the axe; O Ramachandra; O Balarama, born of Adishesha; O Krishna, joy of the Yadus; O Kalki who is to come; O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 25

Ela Lavanga Ghanasara Sugandhi Tirtham

Divyam Viyat Sariti Hema Ghateshu Purnam

Dhritvadya Vaidika Shikhamanayah Prahrishtah

Tishthanti Venkatapate Tava Suprabhatam

The finest of Vedic scholars stand joyfully before you now, holding golden pots filled with divine water from the heavenly river, fragrant with cardamom, clove and camphor, for your sacred bath. O Lord of Venkata, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 26

Bhasvan Udeti Vikachani Saroruhani

Sampurayanti Ninadaih Kakubho Vihangah

Sri Vaishnavas Satatam Arthita Mangalaste

Dhamashrayanti Tava Venkata Suprabhatam

The radiant sun is rising, the lotuses have opened, and birds fill every direction with their song. The Sri Vaishnava devotees, who always pray for your well-being, have gathered at your abode. O Venkata, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 27

Brahmadayas Suravaras Samaharshayaste

Santas Sanandana Mukhas Tvatha Yogivaryah

Dhamantike Tava Hi Mangala Vastu Hastah

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

Brahma and the foremost of the gods with the great sages, the saints led by Sanandana, and the best of yogis all stand close to your abode, holding auspicious offerings in their hands. O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Shloka 28

Lakshmi Nivasa Niravadya Gunaika Sindho

Samsara Sagara Samuttaranaika Seto

Vedanta Vedya Nija Vaibhava Bhakta Bhogya

Sri Venkatachalapate Tava Suprabhatam

O home of Lakshmi, the one ocean of flawless virtues; the one bridge across the ocean of worldly life; whose glory is revealed by the Vedanta; the sweetness that devotees savour; O Lord of the Venkata hill, a blessed dawn to you.

Phalashruti (shloka 29)

Ittham Vrishachalapater Iha Suprabhatam

Ye Manavah Pratidinam Pathitum Pravrittah

Tesham Prabhata Samaye Smritir Angabhajam

Prajnam Parartha Sulabham Paramam Prasute

Those who set themselves to recite this Suprabhatam of the Lord of Vrishachala every day, remembering him at the hour of dawn, are blessed, tradition holds, with the highest wisdom, one that makes the supreme goal of life easy to reach.