Rig Veda
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Agni I first invoke for our prosperity; I call on Mitra, Varuna, to aid us here. I call on Night who gives rest to all moving life; I call on Savitar the God to lend us help.
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Throughout the dusky firmament advancing, laying to rest the immortal and the mortal, Borne in his golden chariot he cometh, Savitar, God who looks on every creature.
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The God moves by the upward path, the downward; with two bright Bays, adorable, he journeys. Savitar comes, the God from the far distance, and chases from us all distress and sorrow.
abhīvṛtaṃ kṛśanair viśvarūpaṃ hiraṇyaśamyaṃ yajato bṛhantam āsthād rathaṃ savitā citrabhānuḥ kṛṣṇā rajāṃsi taviṣīṃ dadhānaḥ
His chariot decked with pearl, of various colours, lofty, with golden pole, the God hath mounted, The many-rayed One, Savitar the holy, bound, bearing power and might, for darksome regions.
vi janāñchyāvāḥ śitipādo akhyan rathaṃ hiraṇyapraugaṃ vahantaḥ śaśvad viśaḥ savitur daivyasyopasthe viśvā bhuvanāni tasthuḥ
Drawing the gold-yoked car his Bays, white-footed, have manifested light to all the peoples. Held in the lap of Savitar, divine One, all men, all beings have their place for ever.
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Three heavens there are; two Savitar's, adjacent: in Yama's world is one, the home of heroes, As on a linch-pin, firm, rest things immortal: he who hath known it let him here declare it.
vi suparṇo antarikṣāṇy akhyad gabhīravepā asuraḥ sunīthaḥ kvedānīṃ sūryaḥ kaś ciketa katamāṃ dyāṃ raśmir asyā tatāna
He, strong of wing, hath lightened up the regions, deep-quivering Asura, the gentle Leader. Where now is Surya, where is one to tell us to what celestial sphere his ray hath wandered?
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The earth's eight points his brightness hath illumined, three desert regions and the Seven Rivers. God Savitar the gold-eyed hath come hither, giving choice treasures unto him who worships.
hiraṇyapāṇiḥ savitā vicarṣaṇir ubhe dyāvāpṛthivī antar īyate apāmīvām bādhate veti sūryam abhi kṛṣṇena rajasā dyām ṛṇoti
The golden-handed Savitar, far-seeing, goes on his way between the earth and heaven, Drives away sickness, bids the Sun approach us, and spreads the bright sky through the darksome region.
hiraṇyahasto asuraḥ sunīthaḥ sumṛḍīkaḥ svavāṁ yātv arvāṅ apasedhan rakṣaso yātudhānān asthād devaḥ pratidoṣaṃ gṛṇānaḥ
May he, gold-handed Asura, kind Leader, come hither to us with his help and favour. Driving off Rakshasas and Yatudhanas, the God is present, praised in hymns at evening.
ye te panthāḥ savitaḥ pūrvyāso 'reṇavaḥ sukṛtā antarikṣe tebhir no adya pathibhiḥ sugebhī rakṣā ca no adhi ca brūhi deva
O Savitar, thine ancient dustless pathways are well established in the air's mid-region: O God, come by those paths so fair to travel, preserve thou us from harm this day, and bless us.