இழையார் அரவணி ஏகம்பர் நெற்றி விழியின்வந்தபிழையா அருள்நம் பிராட்டிய தின்ன பிறங்கலுன்னும்நுழையா வருதிரி சூலத்தள் நோக்கரும் பொன்கடுக்கைத்தழையார் பொழில்உது பொன்னே நமக்குத் தளர்வில்லையே.
In plain words
O golden girl! Our Lady of unfailing grace came from the brow eye of Ēkampar, who wears a serpent as his ornament: such a hill is hers, think of it. That grove there, full of golden kaṭukkai and its leaves, hard to look upon, belongs to her who comes with the trident, whom none may pass. For us there is no more faltering.
Line by line
Born from the brow eye of Ēkampar, who wears a serpent as ornament, our Lady of unfailing grace's is such a hill, think of it; of her who comes with the trident, whom none can pass; hard to look at, golden kaṭukkai with leaves, that grove there, O golden one; for us there is no faltering.