Rig Veda
imam mahe vidathyāya śūṣaṃ śaśvat kṛtva īḍyāya pra jabhruḥ śṛṇotu no damyebhir anīkaiḥ śṛṇotv agnir divyair ajasraḥ
To him adorable, mighty, meet for synods, this strengthening hymn, unceasing, have they offered. May Agni hear us with his homely splendours, hear us, Eternal One, with heavenly lustre.
mahi mahe dive arcā pṛthivyai kāmo ma icchañcarati prajānan yayor ha stome vidatheṣu devāḥ saparyavo mādayante sacāyoḥ
To mighty Heaven and Earth I sing forth loudly: my wish goes out desirous and well knowing Both, at whose laud in synods, showing favour, the Gods rejoice them with the living mortal.
yuvor ṛtaṃ rodasī satyam astu mahe ṣu ṇaḥ suvitāya pra bhūtam idaṃ dive namo agne pṛthivyai saparyāmi prayasā yāmi ratnam
O Heaven and Earth, may your great law he faithful: he ye our leaders for our high advantage. To Heaven and Earth I offer this my homage, with food, O Agni, as I pray for riches.
uto hi vām pūrvyā āvividra ṛtāvarī rodasī satyavācaḥ naraś cid vāṃ samithe śūrasātau vavandire pṛthivi vevidānāḥ
Yea, holy Heaven and Earth, the ancient sages whose word was ever true had power to find you; And brave men in the fight where heroes conquer, O Earth, have known you well and paid you honour.
ko addhā veda ka iha pra vocad devāṁ acchā pathyā kā sam eti dadṛśra eṣām avamā sadāṃsi pareṣu yā guhyeṣu vrateṣu
What pathway leadeth to the Gods? Who knoweth this of a truth, and who will now declare it? Seen are their lowest dwelling-places only, but they are in remote and secret regions.
kavir nṛcakṣā abhi ṣīm acaṣṭa ṛtasya yonā vighṛte madantī
The Sage who looketh on mankind hath viewed them bedewed, rejoicing in the seat of Order. They make a home as for a bird, though parted, with one same will finding themselves together.
samānyā viyute dūreante dhruve pade tasthatur jāgarūke uta svasārā yuvatī bhavantī ād u bruvāte mithunāni nāma
Partners though parted, with far-distant limits, on one firm place both stand for ever watchful, And, being young for evermore, as sisters, speak to each other names that are united.
viśved ete janimā saṃ vivikto maho devān bibhratī na vyathete ejad dhruvam patyate viśvam ekaṃ carat patatri viṣuṇaṃ vi jātam
All living things they part and keep asunder; though bearing up the mighty Gods they reel not. One All is Lord of what is fixed and moving, that walks, that flies, this multiform creation.
sanā purāṇam adhy emy ārān mahaḥ pitur janitur jāmi tan naḥ devāso yatra panitāra evair urau pathi vyute tasthur antaḥ
Afar the Ancient from of old I ponder, our kinship with our mighty Sire and Father,- Singing the praise whereof the Gods by custom stand on the spacious far-extended pathway.
imaṃ stomaṃ rodasī pra bravīmy ṛdūdarāḥ śṛṇavann agnijihvāḥ mitraḥ samrājo varuṇo yuvāna ādityāsaḥ kavayaḥ paprathānāḥ
This laud, O Heaven and Earth, to you I utter: let the kind-hearted hear, whose tongue is Agni, Young, Sovran Rulers, Varuna and Mitra, the wise and very glorious Adityas.
hiraṇyapāṇiḥ savitā sujihvas trir ā divo vidathe patyamānaḥ deveṣu ca savitaḥ ślokam aśrer ād asmabhyam ā suva sarvatātim
The fair-tongued Savitar, the golden-handed, comes thrice from heaven as Lord in our assembly. Bear to the Gods this song of praise, and send us, then, Savitar, complete and perfect safety.
sukṛt supāṇiḥ svavāṁ ṛtāvā devas tvaṣṭāvase tāni no dhāt pūṣaṇvanta ṛbhavo mādayadhvam ūrdhvagrāvāṇo adhvaram ataṣṭa
Deft worker, skiful-handed, helpful, holy, may Tvashtar, God, give us these things to aid us, Take your delight, Ye Ribhus joined with Pushan: ye have prepared the rite with stones adjusted.
vidyudrathā maruta ṛṣṭimanto divo maryā ṛtajātā ayāsaḥ sarasvatī śṛṇavan yajñiyāso dhātā rayiṃ sahavīraṃ turāsaḥ
Borne on their flashing car, the spear-armed Maruts, the nimble Youths of Heaven, the Sons of Order, The Holy, and Sarasvati, shall hear us: ye Mighty, give us wealth with noble offspring.
viṣṇuṃ stomāsaḥ purudasmam arkā bhagasyeva kāriṇo yāmani gman urukramaḥ kakuho yasya pūrvīr na mardhanti yuvatayo janitrīḥ
To Vishnu rich in marvels, songs And praises shall go as singers on the road of Bhaga,- The Chieftain of the Mighty Stride, whose Mothers, the many young Dames, never disregard him.
indro viśvair vīryaiḥ patyamāna ubhe ā paprau rodasī mahitvā purandaro vṛtrahā dhṛṣṇuṣeṇaḥ saṃgṛbhyā na ā bharā bhūri paśvaḥ
Indra, who rules through all his powers heroic, hath with his majesty filled earth and heaven. Lord of brave hosts, Fort-crusher, Vritra-slayer, gather thou up and bring us store of cattle.
nāsatyā me pitarā bandhupṛcchā sajātyam aśvinoś cāru nāma yuvaṃ hi stho rayidau no rayīṇāṃ dātraṃ rakṣethe akavair adabdhā
My Sires are the Nasatyas, kind tokensmen: the Asvins' kinship is a glorious title. For ye are they who give us store of riches: ye guard your gift uncheated by the bounteous.
mahat tad vaḥ kavayaś cāru nāma yaddha devā bhavatha viśva indre sakha ṛbhubhiḥ puruhūta priyebhir imāṃ dhiyaṃ sātaye takṣatā naḥ
This is, ye Wise, your great and glorious title, that all ye Deities abide in Indra. Friend, Much-invoked! art thou with thy dear Ribhus: fashion ye this our hymn for our advantage.
aryamā ṇo aditir yajñiyāso 'dabdhāni varuṇasya vratāni yuyota no anapatyāni gantoḥ prajāvān naḥ paśumāṁ astu gātuḥ
Aryaman, Aditi deserve our worship: the laws of Varuna remain unbroken. The lot of childlessness remove ye from us, and let our course be rich in kine and offspring.
devānāṃ dūtaḥ purudha prasūto 'nāgān no vocatu sarvatātā śṛṇotu naḥ pṛthivī dyaur utāpaḥ sūryo nakṣatrair urv antarikṣam
May the Gods' envoy, sent to many a quarter, proclaim us sinless for our perfect safety. May Earth and Heaven, the Sun, the waters, hear us, and the wide firmament and constellations.
śṛṇvantu no vṛṣaṇaḥ parvatāso dhruvakṣemāsa iﾱayā madantaḥ ādityair no aditiḥ śṛṇotu yacchantu no marutaḥ śarma bhadram
Hear us the mountains which distil the rain-drops, and, resting firm, rejoice in freshening moisture. May Aditi with the Adityas hear us, and Maruts grant us their auspicious shelter.
This verse is not included in this edition.
Soft be our path for ever, well-provisioned: with pleasant meath, O Gods, the herbs besprinkle. Safe be my bliss, O Agni, in thy friendship: may I attain the seat of foodful riches,
svadasva havyā sam iṣo didīhy asmadryak sam mimīhi śravāṃsi viśvāṁ agne pṛtsu tāñ jeṣi śatrūn ahā viśvā sumanā dīdihī naḥ
Enjoy the offering: beam thou strength upon us; combine thou for our good all kinds of glory. Conquer in battle, Agni, all those foemen, and light us every day with loving kindness.