1239. Our god, as sweet as nectar, who carries a discus in his heroic hands and shines like a diamond,
who came as a man-lion and split open the chest of the victorious Hiranyan
and churned the roaring milky ocean with Mandara mountain
to give nectar to the gods in the sky
stays happily in the Arimeyavinnagaram temple in flourishing Nāngur
where good Vediyars live, skilled in the seven kinds of music
and as versed as in the sastras as Nānmuhan, the creator of the world.
O heart, let us go and worship him there.
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