Rig Veda 1.183

taṃ yuñjāthām manaso yo javīyān trivandhuro vṛṣaṇā yas tricakraḥ yenopayāthaḥ sukṛto duroṇaṃ tridhātunā patatho vir na parṇaiḥ

Make ready that which passes thought in swiftness, that hath three wheels and triple seat, ye Mighty, Whereon ye seek the dwelling of the pious, whereon, threefold, ye fly like birds with pinions.

suvṛd ratho vartate yann abhi kṣāṃ yat tiṣṭhathaḥ kratumantānu pṛkṣe vapur vapuṣyā sacatām iyaṃ gīr divo duhitroṣasā sacethe

Light rolls your easy chariot faring earthward, what time, for food, ye, full of wisdom, mount it. May this song, wondrous fair, attend your glory: ye, as ye travel, wait on Dawn Heaven's Daughter.

ā tiṣṭhataṃ suvṛtaṃ yo ratho vām anu vratāni vartate haviṣmān yena narā nāsatyeṣayadhyai vartir yāthas tanayāya tmane ca

Ascend your lightly rolling car, approaching the worshipper who turns him to his duties,— Whereon ye come unto the house to quicken man and his offspring, O Nasatyas, Heroes.

mā vāṃ vṛko mā vṛkīr ā dadharṣīn mā pari varktam uta māti dhaktam ayaṃ vām bhāgo nihita iyaṃ gīr dasrāv ime vāṃ nidhayo madhūnām

Let not the wolf, let not the she-wolf harm you. Forsake me not, nor pass me by or others. Here stands your share, here is your hymn, ye Mighty: yours are these vessels, full of pleasant juices.

yuvāṃ gotamaḥ purumīﾱho atrir dasrā havate 'vase haviṣmān diśaṃ na diṣṭām ṛjūyeva yantā me havaṃ nāsatyopa yātam

Gotama, Purumilha, Atri bringing oblations all invoke you for protection. Like one who goes straight to the point directed, ye Nasatyas, to mine invocation.

atāriṣma tamasas pāram asya prati vāṃ stomo aśvināv adhāyi eha yātam pathibhir devayānair vidyāmeṣaṃ vṛjanaṃ jīradānum

We have passed o'er the limit of this darkness: our praise hath been bestowed on you, O Asvins. Come hitherward by paths which Gods have travelled. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.