Rig Veda
ko nu vām mitrāvaruṇāv ṛtāyan divo vā mahaḥ pārthivasya vā de ṛtasya vā sadasi trāsīthāṃ no yajñāyate vā paśuṣo na vājān
Who, Mitra-Varuna, is your pious servant to give you gifts from earth or mighty heaven? Preserve us in the seat of holy Order, and give the offerer power that winneth cattle.
te no mitro varuṇo aryamāyur indra ṛbhukṣā maruto juṣanta namobhir vā ye dadhate suvṛktiṃ stomaṃ rudrāya mīﾱhuṣe sajoṣāḥ
May Mitra, Varuna, Aryaman, and Ayu, Indra Ribhukshan, and the Maruts, love us, And they who of one mind with bounteous Rudra accept the hymn and laud with adorations.
ā vāṃ yeṣṭhāśvinā huvadhyai vātasya patman rathyasya puṣṭau uta vā divo asurāya manma prāndhāṃsīva yajyave bharadhvam
You will I call to feed the car-horse, Asvins, with the wind's flight swiftest of those who travel: Or also to the Asura of heaven, Worshipful, bring a hymn as 'twere libation.
pra sakṣaṇo divyaḥ kaṇvahotā trito divaḥ sajoṣā vāto agniḥ pūṣā bhagaḥ prabhṛthe viśvabhojā ājiṃ na jagmur āśvaśvatamāḥ
The heavenly Victor, he whose priest is Kanva, Trita with Dyaus accordant, Vata, Agni, All-feeding Pushan, Bhaga sought the oblation, as they whose steeds are fleetest seek the contest.
pra vo rayiṃ yuktāśvam bharadhvaṃ rāya eṣe 'vase dadhīta dhīḥ suśeva evair auśijasya hotā ye va evā marutas turāṇām
Bring ye your riches forward borne on horses: let thought be framed for help and gain of treasure. Blest he the priest of Ausija through courses, the courses which are yours the fleet, O Maruts.
pra vo vāyuṃ rathayujaṃ kṛṇudhvam pra devaṃ vipram panitāram arkaiḥ iṣudhyava ṛtasāpaḥ purandhīr vasvīr no atra patnīr ā dhiye dhuḥ
Bring hither him who yokes the car, your Vayu, who praises with his songs, the God and Singer; And, praying and devout, noble and prudent, may the Gods' Spouses in their thoughts retain us.
upa va eṣe vandyebhiḥ śūṣaiḥ pra yahvī divaś citayadbhir arkaiḥ uṣāsānaktā viduṣīva viśvam ā hā vahato martyāya yajñam
I speed to you with powers that should be honoured, with songs distinguishing Heaven's mighty Daughters, Morning and Night, the Two, as 'twere all-knowing: these bring the sacrifice unto the mortal.
abhi vo arce poṣyāvato nṝn vāstoṣpatiṃ tvaṣṭāraṃ rarāṇaḥ dhanyā sajoṣā dhiṣaṇā namobhir vanaspatīṃr oṣadhī rāya eṣe
You I extol, the nourishers of heroes bringing you gifts, Vastoshpati and Tvashtar- Rich Dhishana accords through our obeisance - andTrees and Plants, for the swift gain of riches.
tuje nas tane parvatāḥ santu svaitavo ye vasavo na vīrāḥ panita āptyo yajataḥ sadā no vardhān naḥ śaṃsaṃ naryo abhiṣṭau
Ours be the Parvatas, even they, for offspring, free-moving, who are Heroes like the Vasus. May holy Aptya, Friend of man, exalted, strengthen our word for ever and be near us.
vṛṣṇo astoṣi bhūmyasya garbhaṃ trito napātam apāṃ suvṛkti gṛṇīte agnir etarī na śūṣaiḥ śociṣkeśo ni riṇāti vanā
Trita praised him, germ of the earthly hero, with pure songs him the Offspring of the Waters. Agn; with might neighs loudly like a charger: he of the flaming hair destroys the forests.
kathā mahe rudriyāya bravāma kad rāye cikituṣe bhagāya āpa oṣadhīr uta no 'vantu dyaur vanā girayo vṛkṣakeśāḥ
How shall we speak to the great might of Rudra? How speak to Bhaga who takes thought for riches? May Plants, the Waters, and the Sky preserve us, and Woods and Mountains with their trees for tresses.
śṛṇotu na ūrjām patir giraḥ sa nabhas tarīyāṁ iṣiraḥ parijmā śṛṇvantv āpaḥ puro na śubhrāḥ pari sruco babṛhāṇasyādreḥ
May the swift Wanderer, Lord of refreshments listen to our songs, who speeds throuih cloudy heaven: And may the Waters, bright like castles, hear us, as they flow onward from the cloven mountain.
vidā cin nu mahānto ye va evā bravāma dasmā vāryaṃ dadhānāḥ vayaś cana subhva āva yanti kṣubhā martam anuyataṃ vadhasnaiḥ
We know your ways, ye Mighty Ones receiving choice meed, ye Wonderful, we will proclaim it. Even strong birds descend not to the mortal who strives to reach them with swift blow and weapons.
ā daivyāni pārthivāni janmāpaś cācchā sumakhāya vocam vardhantāṃ dyāvo giraś candrāgrā udā vardhantām abhiṣātā arṇāḥ
Celestial and terrestrial generations, and Waters will I summon to the feasting. May days with bright dawns cause my songs to prosper, and may the conquered streams increase their waters.
pade pade me jarimā ni dhāyi varūtrī vā śakrā yā pāyubhiś ca siṣaktu mātā mahī rasā naḥ smat sūribhir ṛjuhasta ṛjuvaniḥ
Duly to each one hath my laud been offered. Strong be Varutri with her powers to succour. May the great Mother Rasa here befriend us, straight-handed, with the princes, striving forward.
kathā dāśema namasā sudānūn evayā maruto acchoktau praśravaso maruto acchoktau mā no 'hir budhnyo riṣe dhād asmākam bhūd upamātivaniḥ
How may we serve the Liberal Ones with worship, the Maruts swift of course in invocation, the Maruts far-renowned in invocation? Let not the Dragon of the Deep annoy us, and gladly may he welcome our addresses.
iti cin nu prajāyai paśumatyai devāso vanate martyo va ā devāso vanate martyo vaḥ atrā śivāṃ tanvo dhāsim asyā jarāṃ cin me nirṛtir jagrasīta
Thus thinking, O ye Gods, the mortal wins you to give him increase of his herds of cattle: the mortal wins him, O ye Gods, your favour. Here he wins wholesome food to feed this body: as for mine old age, Nirriti consume it
tāṃ vo devāḥ sumatim ūrjayantīm iṣam aśyāma vasavaḥ śasā goḥ sā naḥ sudānur mṛﾱayantī devī prati dravantī suvitāya gamyāḥ
O Gods, may we obtain from you this favour, strengthening food through the Cow's praise, ye Vasus. May she who gives good gifts, the gracious Goddes. s, come speeding nigh to us for our well-being.
abhi na iﾱā yūthasya mātā sman nadībhir urvaśī vā gṛṇātu urvaśī vā bṛhaddivā gṛṇānābhyūrṇvānā prabhṛthasyāyoḥ
May Ila, Mother of the herds of cattle, and Urvasi with all the streams accept us; May Urvasi in lofty heaven accepting, as she partakes the oblation of the living,
siṣaktu na ūrjavyasya puṣṭeḥ
Visit us while she shares Urjavya's food.