शरण्ये वरेण्ये सुकारुण्यमूर्तेहिरण्योदराद्यैरगण्ये सुपुण्ये ।भवारण्यभीतेश्च मां पाहि भद्रेनमस्ते नमस्ते नमस्ते भवानि ॥ 15 ॥
In plain words
You are the shelter, the one worth choosing above all else, compassion itself wearing a form. Hiraṇyagarbha and every god after him cannot take your measure, utterly holy one. This becoming is a trackless forest and I am afraid in it — guard me, kind one. I bow to you, I bow to you, I bow to you, Bhavānī.
Close to the Sanskrit
O refuge, O choiceworthy one, O embodiment of abundant compassion; O one uncountable by Hiraṇyagarbha and the rest, O utterly holy one; and from the fear of the forest of becoming protect me, O auspicious one. Homage to you, homage to you, homage to you, Bhavānī.