Rig Veda
yajñasya vo rathyaṃ viśpatiṃ viśāṃ hotāram aktor atithiṃ vibhāvasum śocañchuṣkāsu hariṇīṣu jarbhurad vṛṣā ketur yajato dyām aśāyata
I praise your Charioteer of sacrifice, the Lord of men, Priest of the tribes, refulgent, Guest of night. Blazing amid dry plants, snatching amid the green, the Strong, the Holy Herald hath attained to heaven.
imam añjaspām ubhaye akṛṇvata dharmāṇam agniṃ vidathasya sādhanam aktuṃ na yahvam uṣasaḥ purohitaṃ tanūnapātam aruṣasya niṃsate
Him, Agni, Gods and men have made their chief support, who drinks the fatness and completes the sacrifice. With kisses they caress the Grandson of the Red, like the swift ray of light, the Household Priest of Dawn.
baḍ asya nīthā vi paṇeś ca manmahe vayā asya prahutā āsur attave yadā ghorāso amṛtatvam āśatād ij janasya daivyasya carkiran
Yea, we discriminate his and the niggard's ways: his branches evermore are sent forth to consume. When his terrific flames have reached the Immortal's world, then men remember and extol the Heavenly Folk.
ṛtasya hi prasitir dyaur uru vyaco namo mahy aramatiḥ panīyasī indro mitro varuṇaḥ saṃ cikitrire 'tho bhagaḥ savitā pūtadakṣasaḥ
For then the net of Law, Dyaus, and the wide expanse, Earth, Worship, and Devotion meet for highest praise, Varuna, Indra, Mitra were of one accord, and Savitar and Bhaga, Lords of holy might.
pra rudreṇa yayinā yanti sindhavas tiro mahīm aramatiṃ dadhanvire yebhiḥ parijmā pariyann uru jrayo vi roruvaj jaṭhare viśvam ukṣate
Onward, with ever-roaming Rudra, speed the floods: over Aramati the Mighty have they run. With them Parijman, moving round his vast domain, loud bellowing, bedews all things that are within.
krāṇā rudrā maruto viśvakṛṣṭayo divaḥ śyenāso asurasya nīḍayaḥ tebhiś caṣṭe varuṇo mitro aryamendro devebhir arvaśebhir arvaśaḥ
Straightway the Rudras, Maruts visiting all men, Falcons of Dyaus, home-dwellers with the Asura,- Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman look on with these, and the swift-moving Indra with swift-moving Gods.
indre bhujaṃ śaśamānāsa āśata sūro dṛśīke vṛṣaṇaś ca pauṃsye pra ye nv asyārhaṇā tatakṣire yujaṃ vajraṃ nṛṣadaneṣu kāravaḥ
With Indra have they found enjoyment, they who toil, in the light's beauty, in the very Strong One's strength; The singers who in men's assemblies forged for him, according to his due, his friend the thunderbolt.
sūraś cid ā harito asya rīramad indrād ā kaścid bhayate tavīyasaḥ bhīmasya vṛṣṇo jaṭharād abhiśvaso dive dive sahuri stann abādhitaḥ
Even the Sun's Bay Coursers hath lie held in check: each one fears Indra as the mightiest of all. Unhindered, from the air's vault thunders day by day the loud triumphant breathing of the fearful Bull.
stomaṃ vo adya rudrāya śikvase kṣayadvīrāya namasā didiṣṭana yebhiḥ śivaḥ svavāṁ evayāvabhir divaḥ siṣakti svayaśā nikāmabhiḥ
With humble adoration show this day your song of praise to mighty Rudra, Ruler of the brave: With whom, the Eager Ones, going their ordered course, he comes from heaven Self-bright, auspicious, strong to guard.
This verse is not included in this edition.
For these have spread abroad the fame of human kind, the Bull Brihaspati and Soma's brotherhood. Atharvan first by sacrifices made men sure: through skill the Bhrigus were esteemed of all as Gods.
te hi dyāvāpṛthivī bhūriretasā narāśaṃsaś caturaṅgo yamo 'ditiḥ devas tvaṣṭā draviṇodā ṛbhukṣaṇaḥ pra rodasī maruto viṣṇur arhire
For these, the Earth and Heaven with their abundant seed, four-bodied Narasmsa, Yama, Aditi, God Tvashtar Wealth-bestower, the Ribhukshanas, Rodasi, Maruts, Vishnu, claim and merit praise.
uta sya na uśijām urviyā kavir ahiḥ śṛṇotu budhnyo havīmani sūryāmāsā vicarantā divikṣitā dhiyā śamīnahuṣī asya bodhatam
And may he too give car, the Sage, from far away, the Dragon of the Deep, to this our yearning call. Ye Sun and Moon who dwell in heaven and move in turn, and with your thought, O Earth and Sky, observe this well.
pra naḥ pūṣā carathaṃ viśvadevyo 'pāṃ napād avatu vāyur iṣṭaye ātmānaṃ vasyo abhi vātam arcata tad aśvinā suhavā yāmani śrutam
Dear to all Gods, may Pashan guard the ways we go, the Waters' child and Vayu help us to success. Sing lauds for your great bliss to Wind, the breath of all: ye Asvins prompt to hear, hear this upon your way.
viśām āsām abhayānām adhikṣitaṃ gīrbhir u svayaśasaṃ gṛṇīmasi gnābhir viśvābhir aditim anarvaṇam aktor yuvānaṃ nṛmaṇā adhā patim
With hymns of praise we sing him who is throned as Lord over these fearless tribes, the Self-resplendent One. We praise Night's youthful Lord benevolent to men, the foeless One, the free, with all celestial Dames.
rebhad atra januṣā pūrvo aṅgirā grāvāṇa ūrdhvā abhi cakṣur adhvaram yebhir vihāyā abhavad vicakṣaṇaḥ pāthaḥ sumekaṃ svadhitir vananvati
By reason of his birth here Angiras first sang: the pressing-stones upraised beheld the sacrifice- The stones through which the Sage became exceeding vast, and the sharp axe obtains in fight the beauteous place.