Tripurasundarīmānasapūjāstotram

A hundred and twenty-seven verses of worship in the mind, offered by one who begins by confessing he has no devotion, no detachment and no skill in meditation — and so builds the Goddess an ocean, an island and a palace out of words.

Śrī Ādi Śaṅkarācārya127 Verses

Chant this

1–10

  1. 1
  2. 2
  3. 3
  4. 4
  5. 5
  6. 6
  7. 7
  8. 8
  9. 9
  10. 10

11–20

  1. 11
  2. 12
  3. 13
  4. 14
  5. 15
  6. 16
  7. 17
  8. 18
  9. 19
  10. 20

21–30

  1. 21
  2. 22
  3. 23
  4. 24
  5. 25
  6. 26
  7. 27
  8. 28
  9. 29
  10. 30

31–40

  1. 31
  2. 32
  3. 33
  4. 34
  5. 35
  6. 36
  7. 37
  8. 38
  9. 39
  10. 40

41–50

  1. 41
  2. 42
  3. 43
  4. 44
  5. 45
  6. 46
  7. 47
  8. 48
  9. 49
  10. 50

51–60

  1. 51
  2. 52
  3. 53
  4. 54
  5. 55
  6. 56
  7. 57
  8. 58
  9. 59
  10. 60

61–70

  1. 61
  2. 62
  3. 63
  4. 64
  5. 65
  6. 66
  7. 67
  8. 68
  9. 69
  10. 70

71–80

  1. 71
  2. 72
  3. 73
  4. 74
  5. 75
  6. 76
  7. 77
  8. 78
  9. 79
  10. 80

81–90

  1. 81
  2. 82
  3. 83
  4. 84
  5. 85
  6. 86
  7. 87
  8. 88
  9. 89
  10. 90

91–100

  1. 91
  2. 92
  3. 93
  4. 94
  5. 95
  6. 96
  7. 97
  8. 98
  9. 99
  10. 100

101–110

  1. 101
  2. 102
  3. 103
  4. 104
  5. 105
  6. 106
  7. 107
  8. 108
  9. 109
  10. 110

111–120

  1. 111
  2. 112
  3. 113
  4. 114
  5. 115
  6. 116
  7. 117
  8. 118
  9. 119
  10. 120

121–127

  1. 121
  2. 122
  3. 123
  4. 124
  5. 125
  6. 126
  7. 127