Rig Veda
pra ya āruḥ śitipṛṣṭhasya dhāser ā mātarā viviśuḥ sapta vāṇīḥ parikṣitā pitarā saṃ carete pra sarsrāte dīrgham āyuḥ prayakṣe
The seven tones risen from the whitebacked viand have made their way between the pair of Mothers. Both circumjacent Parents come together to yield us length of days they hasten forward.
divakṣaso dhenavo vṛṣṇo aśvā devīr ā tasthau madhumad vahantīḥ ṛtasya tvā sadasi kṣemayantam pary ekā carati vartaniṃ gauḥ
The Male who dwells in heaven hath Mares and Milch kine: he came to Goddesses who bring sweet treasure. To thee safe resting in the seat of Order the Cow alone upon her way proceedeth.
ā sīm arohat suyamā bhavantīḥ patiś cikitvān rayivid rayīṇām pra nīlapṛṣṭho atasasya dhāses tā avāsayat purudhapratīkaḥ
Wise Master, wealthy finder-out of riches, he mounted those who may with case be guided. He, dark-backed, manifold with varied aspect, hath made them burst forth from their food the brush-wood.
mahi tvāṣṭram ūrjayantīr ajuryaṃ stabhūyamānaṃ vahato vahanti vy aṅgebhir didyutānaḥ sadhastha ekām iva rodasī ā viveśa
Strength-giving streams bear hither him eternal, fain to support the mighty work. of Tvashtar. He, flashing in his home with all his members, hath entered both the worlds as they were single.
jānanti vṛṣṇo aruṣasya śevam uta bradhnasya śāsane raṇanti divorucaḥ suruco rocamānā iḍā yeṣāṃ gaṇyā māhinā gīḥ
They know the red Bull's blessing, and are joyful under the flaming-coloured Lord's dominion: They who give shine from heaven with fair effulgence, whose lofty song like Ila must be honoured.
uto pitṛbhyām pravidānu ghoṣam maho mahadbhyām anayanta śūṣam ukṣā ha yatra pari dhānam aktor anu svaṃ dhāma jaritur vavakṣa
Yea, by tradition from the ancient sages they brought great strength from the two mighty Parents, To where the singer's Bull, the night's dispeller, after his proper law hath waxen stronger.
adhvaryubhiḥ pañcabhiḥ sapta viprāḥ priyaṃ rakṣante nihitam padaṃ veḥ prāñco madanty ukṣaṇo ajuryā devā devānām anu hi vratā guḥ
Seven holy singers guard with five Adhvaryus the Bird's beloved firmly-settled station. The willing Bulls, untouched by old, rejoice them: as Gods themselves the ways of Gods they follow.
daivyā hotārā prathamā ny ṛñje sapta pṛkṣāsaḥ svadhayā madanti ṛtaṃ śaṃsanta ṛtam it ta āhur anu vrataṃ vratapā dīdhyānāḥ
I crave the grace of heaven's two chief Invokers: the seven swift steeds joy in their wonted manner. These speak of truth, praising the Truth Eternal, thinking on Order as the guards of Order.
vṛṣāyante mahe atyāya pūrvīr vṛṣṇe citrāya raśmayaḥ suyāmāḥ deva hotar mandrataraś cikitvān maho devān rodasī eha vakṣi
The many seek the great Steed as a stallion: the reins obey the Lord of varied colour. O heavenly Priest, most pleasant, full of wisdom, bring the great Gods to us, and Earth and Heaven.
pṛkṣaprayajo draviṇaḥ suvācaḥ suketava uṣaso revad ūṣuḥ uto cid agne mahinā pṛthivyāḥ kṛtaṃ cid enaḥ sam mahe daśasya
Rich Lord, the Mornings have gleamed forth in splendour, fair-rayed, fair-speaking, worshipped with all viands, Yea, with the glory of the earth, O Agni. Forgive us, for our weal, e'en sin committed.
iḍām agne purudaṃsaṃ saniṃ goḥ śaśvattamaṃ havamānāya sādha syān naḥ sūnus tanayo vijāvāgne sā te sumatir bhūtv asme
As holy food, Agni, to thine invoker, give wealth in cattle, lasting, rich in marvels. To us be born a son, and spreading offspring Agni, be this thy gracious will to usward.