जय जय दीनदयाळा सत्यनारायण देवा।
Victory, victory to You, kind to the lowly, O Satyanarayan Deva.
पंचारति ओवाळू श्रीपति तुज भक्तिभावा॥
O Shripati, with bhakti we wave the five-flamed aarti before You.
विधियुक्त पूजुनी करिती पुराण श्रवण।
They offer puja as the rites prescribe, and listen to the Purana's katha;
परिमलद्रव्यांसहित पुष्पमाळा अर्पून॥
they offer garlands of flowers with fragrant things,
घृतयुक्तशर्करामिश्रित गोधूमचूर्ण।
and wheat flour cooked with ghee and sugar —
प्रसाद भक्षण करितां तूं त्यां प्रसन्न नारायण॥
as they eat that prasad, You, Narayan, are pleased with them.
जय जय दीनदयाळा सत्यनारायण देवा।
Victory, victory to You, kind to the lowly, O Satyanarayan Deva.
पंचारति ओवाळू श्रीपति तुज भक्तिभावा॥
O Shripati, with bhakti we wave the five-flamed aarti before You.
शतानंदे विप्रें पूर्वी व्रत हें आचरिलें।
Long ago the Brahmin Shatanand kept this vrat;
दरिद्र दवडुनि अंतीं त्यातें मोक्षपदा नेलें॥
You drove away his poverty, and at the end led him to moksha.
त्यापासुनि हें व्रत या कलियुगीं सकळां श्रुत झालें।
From him this vrat became known to everyone in this Kali age;
भावार्थे पूजितां सर्वां इच्छित लाधलें॥
all who offer puja with a true heart have gained what they wished for.
जय जय दीनदयाळा सत्यनारायण देवा।
Victory, victory to You, kind to the lowly, O Satyanarayan Deva.
पंचारति ओवाळू श्रीपति तुज भक्तिभावा॥
O Shripati, with bhakti we wave the five-flamed aarti before You.
साधुवैश्यें संततिसाठीं तुजला प्रार्थियलें।
Sadhu the merchant prayed to You for a child;
इच्छित पुरतां मदांध होऊनि व्रत न आचरिलें॥
when his wish was granted he grew blind with pride and did not keep the vrat.
त्या पापानें संकटिं पडुनी दुःखहि भोगीलें।
For that wrong he fell into trouble and suffered;
स्मृति होऊनि आचरितां व्रत त्या तुवांचि उद्धरिलें॥
when he remembered and kept the vrat, it was You who lifted him out.
जय जय दीनदयाळा सत्यनारायण देवा।
Victory, victory to You, kind to the lowly, O Satyanarayan Deva.
पंचारति ओवाळू श्रीपति तुज भक्तिभावा॥
O Shripati, with bhakti we wave the five-flamed aarti before You.
प्रसाद विसरुनि पतिभेटीला कलावती गेली।
Forgetting the prasad, Kalavati hurried to meet her husband;
क्षोभ तुझा होतांचि तयाची नौका बुडाली॥
the moment You were displeased, his boat sank.
अंगध्वजरायासी यापरि दुःखस्थिति आली।
In the same way sorrow came upon King Angadhwaj:
मृतवार्ता शतपुत्रांची सत्वर कर्णी परिसीली॥
swiftly the news reached his ears that his hundred sons were dead.
जय जय दीनदयाळा सत्यनारायण देवा।
Victory, victory to You, kind to the lowly, O Satyanarayan Deva.
पंचारति ओवाळू श्रीपति तुज भक्तिभावा॥
O Shripati, with bhakti we wave the five-flamed aarti before You.
पुनरपि पूजुनि प्रसाद ग्रहण करितां तत्क्षणीं।
When they offered puja again and took the prasad, at that very moment
पतिची नौका तरली देखे कलावती नयनीं॥
Kalavati saw with her own eyes her husband's boat rise and float;
अंगध्वजरायासी पुत्र भेटति येऊनि।
King Angadhwaj's sons came back and met him.
ऐसा भक्तां संकटिं पावसी तूं चक्रपाणी॥
So do You come to Your bhaktas in their trouble, O Chakrapani, who holds the discus.
जय जय दीनदयाळा सत्यनारायण देवा।
Victory, victory to You, kind to the lowly, O Satyanarayan Deva.
पंचारति ओवाळू श्रीपति तुज भक्तिभावा॥
O Shripati, with bhakti we wave the five-flamed aarti before You.
अनन्यभावें पूजुनि हें व्रत जे जन आचरती।
Those who offer puja with an undivided heart and keep this vrat —
इच्छित पुरविसि त्यांतें देउनि संतति संपत्ति॥
You fulfil their wishes, giving them children and plenty.
संहरसी भवदुरितें सर्वहि बंधने तुटती।
You destroy the wrongs of this worldly life, and every bond breaks.
राजा रंका समान मानुनि पावसि श्रीपती॥
Holding king and beggar alike, O Shripati, You come to them.
जय जय दीनदयाळा सत्यनारायण देवा।
Victory, victory to You, kind to the lowly, O Satyanarayan Deva.
पंचारति ओवाळू श्रीपति तुज भक्तिभावा॥
O Shripati, with bhakti we wave the five-flamed aarti before You.
ऐसा तव व्रतमहिमा अपार वर्णूं मी कैसा।
Such is the boundless glory of Your vrat — how am I to describe it?
भक्तिपुरःसर आचरती त्यां पावसि जगदीशा।
To those who keep it with bhakti You come, O Jagadish, Master of the world.
भक्तांचा कनवाळू कल्पद्रुम तूं सर्वेशा।
Tender to Your bhaktas, You are the tree that grants every wish, O Sarvesha, Master of all.
मोरेश्वरसुत वासुदेव तुज विनवी भवनाशा॥
Vasudev, son of Moreshwar, humbly entreats You, who end the round of worldly life.
जय जय दीनदयाळा सत्यनारायण देवा।
Victory, victory to You, kind to the lowly, O Satyanarayan Deva.
पंचारति ओवाळू श्रीपति तुज भक्तिभावा॥
O Shripati, with bhakti we wave the five-flamed aarti before You.