Rig Veda
añjanti tvām adhvare devayanto vanaspate madhunā daivyena yad ūrdhvas tiṣṭhā draviṇeha dhattād yad vā kṣayo mātur asyā upasthe
God-serving men, O Sovran of the Forest, with heavenly meath at sacrifice anoint thee. Grant wealth to us when thou art standing upright as when reposing on this Mother's bosom.
samiddhasya śrayamāṇaḥ purastād brahma vanvāno ajaraṃ suvīram āre asmad amatim bādhamāna uc chrayasva mahate saubhagāya
Set up to eastward of the fire enkindled, accepting prayer that wastes not, rich in hero. Driving far from us poverty and famine, lift thyself up to bring us great good fortune.
uc chrayasva vanaspate varṣman pṛthivyā adhi sumitī mīyamāno varco dhā yajñavāhase
Lord of the Forest, raise. thyself up on the loftiest spot of earth. Give splendour, fixt and measured well, to him who brings the sacrifice.
yuvā suvāsāḥ parivīta āgāt sa u śreyān bhavati jāyamānaḥ taṃ dhīrāsaḥ kavaya un nayanti svādhyo manasā devayantaḥ
Well-robed, enveloped he is come, the youthful: springing to life his glory waxeth greater. Contemplative in mind and God-adoring, sages of high intelligence upraise him.
jāto jāyate sudinatve ahnāṃ samarya ā vidathe vardhamānaḥ punanti dhīrā apaso manīṣā devayā vipra ud iyarti vācam
Sprung up he rises in the days' fair weather, increasing in the men-frequented synod. With song the wise and skillful consecrate him: his voice the God-adoring singer utters.
yān vo naro devayanto nimimyur vanaspate svadhitir vā tatakṣa te devāsaḥ svaravas tasthivāṃsaḥ prajāvad asme didhiṣantu ratnam
Ye whom religious men have firmly planted; thou Forest Sovran whom the axe hath fashioned,- Let those the Stakes divine which here are standing be fain to grant us wealth with store of children.
ye vṛkṇāso adhi kṣami nimitāso yatasrucaḥ te no vyantu vāryaṃ devatrā kṣetrasādhasaḥ
O men who lift the ladles up, these hewn and planted in the ground, Bringing a blessing to the field, shall bear our precious gift to Gods.
ādityā rudrā vasavaḥ sunīthā dyāvākṣāmā pṛthivī antarikṣam sajoṣaso yajñam avantu devā ūrdhvaṃ kṛṇvantv adhvarasya ketum
Adityas, Rudras, Vasus, careful leaders, Earth, Heaven, and Prithivi and Air's mid-region, Accordant Deities shall bless our worship and make our sacrifice's ensign lofty.
haṃsā iva śreṇiśo yatānāḥ śukrā vasānāḥ svaravo na āguḥ unnīyamānāḥ kavibhiḥ purastād devā devānām api yanti pāthaḥ
Like swan's that flee in lengthened line, the Pillars have come to us arrayed in brilliant colour. They, lifted up on high, by sages, eastward, go forth as Gods to the God's dwelling-places.
śṛṅgāṇīvecchṛṅgiṇāṃ saṃ dadṛśre caṣālavantaḥ svaravaḥ pṛthivyām vāghadbhir vā vihave śroṣamāṇā asmāṁ avantu pṛtanājyeṣu
Those Stakes upon the earth with rings that deck them seem to the eye like horns of horned creatures; Or, as upraised by priests in invocation, let them assist us in the rush to battle.
vanaspate śatavalśo vi roha sahasravalśā vi vayaṃ ruhema yaṃ tvām ayaṃ svadhitis tejamānaḥ praṇināya mahate saubhagāya
Lord of the Wood, rise with a hundred branches. with thousand branches may we rise to greatness, Thou whom this hatchet, with an edge well whetted for great felicity, hath brought before us.