Skandapurana 3.1.46

Glorious Rāma said:

"In the forest of Pampā, when we were wretched, O foremost of monkeys,

we were consoled by you, having brought about friendship with the son of the Sun.

Seeing you, [our] father, relatives, and even mother Kausalyā—

we remember none of them; great was the help rendered to me by you.

For my sake the ocean spanning many yojanas was crossed by you.

Even Maināka, the best of mountains, was struck by the blow of your palm.

Surasā, the mother of the Nāgas, was also overcome by you for my sake.

You slew the exceedingly cruel demoness who seized shadows.

Having reached Suvela in the evening and struck Laṅkā with your hand,

you went to Rāvaṇa's palace for my sake, O great monkey.

Searching for Sītā in Laṅkā by night, free from fear,

not seeing Jānakī, you then went to the Aśoka grove.

Bowing to Vaidehī and giving the token of recognition,

and taking the crest-jewel from Jānakī's hand for my sake,

you broke the trees of the Aśoka grove, O great monkey.

Then the eighty thousand rākṣasas named Kiṃkaras,

equal to Rāvaṇa in battle, crowded with infantry, horses, elephants, and chariots,

possessing great strength and prowess, you indeed slew for my sake.

Then, Prahasta's son Jambumālin having arrived,

you slew [him and] the seven sons of the ministers, who were radiant as fire.

Next you dispatched five army commanders to the abode of Yama;

then you killed prince Akṣa at the vanguard of battle.

Then, brought by Indrajit to the splendid assembly of the king of rākṣasas,

having there treated the lord of Laṅkā like grass with your words and humiliated him,

you burned the city of Laṅkā for my sake, O son of the Wind,

and then returned back to the great mountain Ṛṣyamūka.

Such great misery and more you endured for my sake;

yet here you lie on the surface of the earth, arousing my grief!

I shall abandon my life-breaths if you are dead, O son of the Wind!

What need have I of Sītā, or of my younger brother Lakṣmaṇa?

What need have I of Bharata, or of Śatrughna, or of royal splendour?

Even of the kingdom I have no need, O monkey, if you have passed away!

Arise, child Hanūmān! Why do you lie today on the surface of the earth?

Prepare my bed for sleep, O monkey of mighty arms!

Bring me edible bulbs, roots, and fruits for my nourishment!

I am going to bathe now; fetch the water-jar quickly!

Collect deer-skins, garments, and darbha grass!

Bound fast by the Brahmā weapon, I was freed by you, O monkey,

along with my brother Lakṣmaṇa, truly by the bringing of the medicinal herb!

You were the giver of life to Lakṣmaṇa, the destroyer of the pride of the descendant of Pulastya!

With you as my ally in battle, slaying the rākṣasas

headed by Rāvaṇa, mighty warriors, I regained the princess of Mithilā.

O Hanūmān, son of Añjanā, destroyer of Sītā's sorrow!

How have you thus departed, abandoning Lakṣmaṇa, me, and Jānakī,

without having brought us to Ayodhyā? Why have you gone?

Where have you gone, O great hero, thorn to the great rākṣasas?"

Thus gazing upon his speechless face, the delight of the Raghus,

weeping profusely, sprinkled the son of the Wind with a flood of tears.

Then, O brahmins, the son of the Wind, shaking off his swoon,

beheld the delight of the Raghus, who had descended for the protection of the worlds terrified by fear of the descendant of Pulastya,

having resorted to human nature—Nārāyaṇa, the unborn, all-pervading Lord—

accompanied by Jānakī and Lakṣmaṇa, surrounded by monkeys,

resembling a dark rain-cloud, sprinkled with the dust of battle,

abounding in the splendor of matted hair, with long eyes like lotus petals,

wearied many times in battle, the slayer of his foes,

praised by divine seers, ancestors, and kinnaras.

Having seen Rāma, the son of Daśaratha, whose heart overflowed with compassion,

His limbs fulfilled by the touch of the Lord of Raghu's hand, that monkey,

falling like a staff upon the ground, with folded hands, O brahmins,

praised the Lord of Jānakī with hymns enchanting to the ear. // 3.1.46.30

Hanūmān said:

Obeisance to Rāma, to Hari, to Viṣṇu, the all-powerful Lord,

to the primal deity, the God, the ancient one, the mace-bearer! // 31

To the great-souled one seated perpetually upon the seat of the Puṣpaka [chariot],

to you whose lotus feet are attended by the delighted monkey hosts! // 32

To the crusher of the king of rākṣasas, the bestower of wishes upon the world,

obeisance to him who has a thousand heads and a thousand feet, // 33

to him who has a thousand eyes, to the pure Rāghava, and to Viṣṇu!

To you, the dispeller of devotees' distress, the husband of Sītā, obeisance! // 34

To Hari, to the Man-Lion, the tearer-apart of the Daitya king!

Obeisance to you, the Boar who lifted the earth upon his tusk! // 35

To you who are Trivikrama, the disruptor of Bali's sacrifice,

obeisance to him who took the form of Vāmana, obeisance to the upholder of Mount Mandara! // 36

Obeisance to you who took the form of the Fish, the protector of the triple Veda,

obeisance to you who are Paraśurāma, the exterminator of the kṣatriyas! // 37

Obeisance to you, the slayer of rākṣasas, obeisance to the one whose form is Rāghava,

the great deity, the exceedingly terrible one, the breaker of the great bow! // 38

To the terrifier of the cruel Bhārgava, the destroyer of the kṣatriyas,

obeisance be to the remover of the torment of Ahalyā and the bearer of the bow! // 39

To the destroyer of the body of Tāṭakā, who possessed the strength of ten thousand elephants,

to the piercer of Vālin's broad chest, hard as stone! // 3.1.46.40

Obeisance to the slayer of the illusory deer, the dispeller of ignorance,

who had the form of Agastya in drying up the ocean of grief of Daśaratha! // 41

To the destroyer of the pride of the ocean agitated by countless waves,

the sun to the lotus-mind of Maithilī, the witness of the worlds! // 42

Obeisance to you, the sovereign king, the husband of Jānakī, O Hari!

To you, the saving Brahman, obeisance, O lotus-eyed one! // 43

To Rāma, to Rāmacandra, the most excellent one, whose nature is bliss,

beloved of Viśvāmitra, to this tearer of Khara, obeisance! // 44

Be gracious, O Lord of the gods of gods, bestower of fearlessness upon devotees!

Protect me, O ocean of compassion, O Rāmacandra, obeisance be to you! // 45

Protect me, O Rāghava, beyond the reach even of the words of the Veda!

Protect me through your compassion, O Rāma; I take refuge in you! // 46

O hero of the Raghus, dispel my great delusion now!

During bathing, sipping water, eating, and in waking, dreaming, and deep sleep, // 47

in all states and everywhere, protect me, O delighter of the Raghus!

Who is capable of praising your greatness in the three worlds? // 48

You alone indeed know your own greatness, O delighter of the Raghus!

Having thus praised Rāmacandra, the treasury of mercy,

the son of the wind praised Sītā as well with a heart filled with devotion:

"O Jānakī, I bow to you who destroy all sins, // 3.1.46.50

who end the battle with poverty, who grant the wishes of devotees,

daughter of the king of Videha, giver of joy to Rāghava! // 51

I bow to the daughter of the Earth, to the sacred knowledge, to the auspicious primordial nature,

the destroyer of the power of Pulastya's scion, who fulfills the desires of devotees, Sarasvatī! // 52

Foremost of faithful wives, I bow to you, the daughter of Janaka,

intent on grace, prosperity, faultless one, the beloved of Hari! // 53

I bow to the knowledge of the Self, whose form is the triple Veda, whose form is Umā,

Lakṣmī disposed to grace, the auspicious daughter of the ocean of milk! // 54

I bow to the sister of the moon, Sītā, beautiful in every limb;

I bow to the abode of righteousness, compassion itself, the mother of the Vedas! // 55

Whose home is the lotus, lotus-handed, whose abode is Viṣṇu's chest,

I bow to her whose abode is the moon, to Sītā, whose face resembles the moon, // 56

the embodiment of delight, spiritual perfection, the auspicious, auspicious-making, devoted wife!

I bow to the mother of the universe, the cherished beloved of Rāmacandra;

with my heart I constantly revere Sītā, whose every limb is flawless."

The venerable Sūta said:

Having thus praised Sītā and Rāmacandra with devotion,

Hanumān sat in silence, drenched in tears of joy, O best of brahmins.

Whoever daily recites this sin-destroying hymn,

spoken by the son of the wind, addressed to glorious Rāmacandra and Sītā,

that person always attains great sovereign power and whatever is desired:

grains from many fields, cows yielding abundant milk,

long life, learning, sons, and also a charming wife.

By reciting this hymn even once, O brahmins, one attains [these] without doubt;

by reciting this hymn, one will certainly not go to hell.

Even very great sins, such as the killing of a brahmin, are destroyed;

freed from all sins, one will attain liberation at the end of the body.

Having been praised thus by the son of the wind, Rāghava, the lord of the world,

along with Sītā, then spoke to Hanūmat, O brahmins:

Glorious Rāma said:

Out of ignorance, O best of men, you committed this rash act.

Not even by Brahmā, nor by Viṣṇu, nor by the thirty [gods] headed by Śakra,

can this liṅga, installed by me, be uprooted.

Because of your offense against Mahādeva, you have fallen today unconscious.

Henceforth, let no hostility be shown toward the trident-bearer together with Ambā.

Beginning today, let this pool, bearing your name in the three worlds,

attain renown, where you fell, O best of monkeys.

Destruction of multitudes of great sins shall come about from bathing here.

The Gautamī, best among rivers, born from Mahādeva’s matted locks,

bestows the fruit of a thousand horse sacrifices upon men who bathe [in it].

A hundred times greater than that are Gaṅgā, Yamunā, and Sarasvatī.

Where these three rivers flow together in one place, O monkey,

a ritual ablution there is declared to be multiplied a thousandfold.

Whatever fruit people attain from ritual ablution in those rivers, O monkey,

that fruit one undoubtedly attains from ritual ablution in this pool of yours.

Having attained human birth, so difficult to obtain, whoever, on the bank of Hanūmatkuṇḍa,

does not perform an ancestral offering with a devoted heart,

his ancestors depart hopeless and angered, O monkey.

Even the sages, as well as the gods along with Indra and the cāraṇas, become angry with him

by whom nothing was given and no oblation offered on the bank of Hanūmatkuṇḍa.

His life is entirely in vain; he is an experiencer of sorrow here and in the hereafter.

By whoever water with sesame seeds is offered near Hanūmatkuṇḍa,

his ancestors rejoice and drink streams of ghee.

Glorious Sūta said:

Having heard this speech spoken by Rāma, O brahmins, the son of the wind,

joyfully, to the north of Rāmanātha, the liṅga brought by himself,

by order of Rāmacandra, the son of the wind installed.

Visible to all, it was wrapped by the monkey's tail;

even Hara bears the three folds produced by that tail.

In the northern quarter, he joyfully installed Gaurī.

Glorious Sūta said:

Thus it has been related to you, O brahmins, why, indeed, by Rāghava

a liṅga granting enjoyment and liberation to men was installed at the causeway.

Whoever recites this chapter or listens to it attentively,

having shaken off sins here, is magnified in the realm of Śiva.

Thus ends the forty-sixth chapter, named 'Description of the Reason for the Installation of the Rāmanāthaliṅga,' in the Setumāhātmya of the third section, the Brahmakhaṇḍa, in the glorious Skanda Mahāpurāṇa consisting of eighty-one thousand verses.