jagdambe teri jai ho jai
ma durge teri jai ho jai
jo bhi aaye tere dwaare sacche man se pukaare
sukh duniya ke saare uski jholi me daare
jagdambe teri jai ho jai
ma durge teri jai ho jai

shaktidaayni, bhaktidaayni
muktidaayni mata
dharambhoshni bhakatkoshni
shambhutoshni mata
saare kar do manorath pure
sada tu sur nar munigan ke
sada tu sur nar munigan ke
maiyaan tino lok khade hai
tere aage yaachak ban ke
tere aage yaachak ban ke
naarad shaarad ved vishaarad
tera dhyaan lagaaye
bhaktan ? rakt virakt piye
tere hi gun gaaye
jagdambe teri jai ho jai
ma durge teri jai ho jai
jo bhi aaye tere dwaare sacche man se pukaare
sukh duniya ke saare uski jholi me daare
jagdambe teri jai ho jai
ma durge teri jai ho jai
jagdambe teri jai ho jai
ma durge teri jai ho jai

Mother of the world, your victory rings,
Durga, Mother, your triumph sings!
To your gates, the truthful heart does tread,
And worldly joys, in their basket, are spread.
Mother of the world, your victory rings,
Durga, Mother, your triumph sings!

Bestower of strength, devotion's wellspring,
Liberator Mother, let our spirits sing!
Upholder of Dharma, granter of grace,
Shiva’s delight, in this sacred space.
Grant every wish, fulfill every plea,
Always you guard, for eternity.
Three worlds bow down, a supplicant's plight,
Before your glory, bathed in holy light.

Narada, Sharada, masters of lore,
Meditate on you, forevermore.
Devotees drink the nectar of your grace,
Singing your virtues in this hallowed place.
Mother of the world, your victory rings,
Durga, Mother, your triumph sings!
To your gates, the truthful heart does tread,
And worldly joys, in their basket, are spread.
Mother of the world, your victory rings,
Durga, Mother, your triumph sings!
Mother of the world, your victory rings,
Durga, Mother, your triumph sings!