O Lord, I see within your body all the gods
and every kind of living creature.
I see Brahma, the Creator, seated on a lotus;
I see the ancient sages and the celestial serpents.

I see infinite mouths and arms, stomachs and eyes,
and you are embodied in every form.
I see you everywhere, without beginning, middle, or end.
You are the Lord of all creation, and the cosmos is your body.

You wear a crown and carry a mace and discus;
your radiance is blinding and immeasurable.
I see you, who are so difficult to behold,
shining like a fiery sun blazing in every direction.

You are the supreme, changeless Reality,
the one thing to be known.
You are the refuge of all creation, the immortal spirit,
the eternal guardian of the eternal dharma.

You are without beginning, middle, or end;
you touch everything with your infinite power.
The sun and the moon are your eyes, and your mouth is fire;
your radiance warms the cosmos.

O Lord, your presence fills the heavens and the earth
and reaches in every direction.
I see the three worlds trembling
before this vision of your wonderful and terrible form.

The gods enter your being,
some calling out and greeting you in fear.
Great saints sing your glory, praying,
"May all be well!"