Rig Veda
pra me vivikvāṁ avidan manīṣāṃ dhenuṃ carantīm prayutām agopām sadyaś cid yā duduhe bhūri dhāser indras tad agniḥ panitāro asyāḥ
My thought with fine discernment hath discovered the Cow who wanders free without a herdsman, Her who hath straightway poured me food in plenty: Indra and Agni therefore are her praisers.
indraḥ su pūṣā vṛṣaṇā suhastā divo na prītāḥ śaśayaṃ duduhre viśve yad asyāṃ raṇayanta devāḥ pra vo 'tra vasavaḥ sumnam aśyām
Indra and Pushan, deft of hand and mighty, well-pleased have drained the heaven's exhaustless udder. As in this praise the Gods have all delighted, may I win blessing here from you, O Vasus.
yā jāmayo vṛṣṇa icchanti śaktiṃ namasyantīr jānate garbham asmin acchā putraṃ dhenavo vāvaśānā mahaś caranti bibhrataṃ vapūṃṣi
Fain to lend vigour to the Bull, the sister with reverence recognize the germ within him. The Cows come lowing hither to the Youngling, to him endued with great and wondrous beauties.
acchā vivakmi rodasī sumeke grāvṇo yujāno adhvare manīṣā imā u te manave bhūrivārā ūrdhvā bhavanti darśatā yajatrāḥ
Fixing with thought, at sacrifice, the press-stones, I bid the well-formed Heaven and Earth come hither; For these thy flames, which give men boons in plenty, rise up on high, the beautiful, the holy.
yā te jihvā madhumatī sumedhā agne deveṣūcyata urūcī tayeha viśvāṁ avase yajatrān ā sādaya pāyayā cā madhūni
Agni, thy meath-sweet tongue that tastes fair viands, which among Gods is called the far-extended,- Therewith make all the Holy Odes be seated here for our help, and feed them with sweet juices.
yā te agne parvatasyeva dhārā saścantī pīpayad deva citrā tām asmabhyam pramatiṃ jātavedo vaso rāsva sumatiṃ viśvajanyām
Let thy stream give us drink, O God, O Agni, wonderful and exhaustless like the rain-clouds. Thus care for us, O Vasu Jatavedas, show us thy loving-kindness, reaching all men.