Rig Veda 5.44

tam pratnathā pūrvathā viśvathemathā jyeṣṭhatātim barhiṣadaṃ svarvidam pratīcīnaṃ vṛjanaṃ dohase girāśuṃ jayantam anu yāsu vardhase

As in the first old times, as all were wont, as now, he draweth forth the power turned hitherward with song, The Princedom throned on holy grass, who findeth light, swift, conquering in the' plants wherein he waxeth strong.

śriye sudṛśīr uparasya yāḥ svar virocamānaḥ kakubhām acodate sugopā asi na dabhāya sukrato paro māyābhir ṛta āsa nāma te

Shining to him who leaves heaven's regions undisturbed, which to his sheen who is beneath show fair in light, Good guardian art thou, not to be deceived, Most Wise! Far from deceits thy name dwelleth in holy Law.

atyaṃ haviḥ sacate sac ca dhātu cāriṣṭagātuḥ sa hotā sahobhariḥ

Truth waits upon oblation present and to come: naught checks him in his way, this vic tory- bringing Priest: The Mighty Child who glides along the sacred grass, the undecaying Youth set in the midst of plants.

pra va ete suyujo yāmann iṣṭaye nīcīr amuṣmai yamya ṛtāvṛdhaḥ suyantubhiḥ sarvaśāsair abhīśubhiḥ krivir nāmāni pravaṇe muṣāyati

These come, well-yoked, to you for furtherance in the rite: down come the twinborn strengtheners of Law for him, With reins easily guided and commanding all. In the deep fall the hide stealeth away their names.

saṃjarbhurāṇas tarubhiḥ sutegṛbhaṃ vayākinaṃ cittagarbhāsu susvaruḥ dhāravākeṣv ṛjugātha śobhase vardhasva patnīr abhi jīvo adhvare

Thou, moving beauteously in visibly pregnant ones, snatching with trees the branching plant that grasps the juice, Shinest, true Singer! mid the upholders of the voice. Increase thy Consorts thou, lively at sacrifice.

yādṛg eva dadṛśe tādṛg ucyate saṃ chāyayā dadhire sidhrayāpsv ā mahīm asmabhyam uruṣām uru jrayo bṛhat suvīram anapacyutaṃ sahaḥ

Like as he is beheld such is he said to be. They with effectual splendour in the floods have made Earth yield us room enough and amply wide extent, great might invincible, with store of hero sons.

vety agrur janivān vā ati spṛdhaḥ samaryatā manasā sūryaḥ kaviḥ ghraṃsaṃ rakṣantam pari viśvato gayam asmākaṃ śarma vanavat svāvasuḥ

Surya the Sage, as if unwedded, with a Spouse, in battle-loving spirit moveth o'er the foes. May he, self-excellent, grant us a sheltering home, a house that wards the fierce heat off on every side.

jyāyāṃsam asya yatunasya ketuna ṛṣisvaraṃ carati yāsu nāma te yādṛśmin dhāyi tam apasyayā vidad ya u svayaṃ vahate so araṃ karat

Thy name, sung forth by Rishis in these hymns of ours, goes to the loftier One with this swift mover's light. By skill he wins the boon whereon his heart is set: he who bestirs himself shall bring the thing to pass.

samudram āsām ava tasthe agrimā na riṣyati savanaṃ yasminn āyatā atrā na hārdi kravaṇasya rejate yatrā matir vidyate pūtabandhanī

The chief and best of these abideth in the sea, nor doth libation fail wherein it is prolonged. The heart of him who praiseth trembleth not in fear there where the hymn is found connected with the pure.

sa hi kṣatrasya manasasya cittibhir evāvadasya yajatasya sadhreḥ avatsārasya spṛṇavāma raṇvabhiḥ śaviṣṭhaṃ vājaṃ viduṣā cid ardhyam

For it is he: with though to of Kshatra, Manasa, of Yajata, and Sadhri, and Evavada, With Avatsara's sweet songs will we strive to win the mightiest strength which even he who knows should gain.

śyena āsām aditiḥ kakṣyo mado viśvavārasya yajatasya māyinaḥ sam anyam anyam arthayanty etave vidur viṣāṇam paripānam anti te

The Hawk is their full source, girth-stretching rapturous drink of Visvavara, of Mayin, and Yajata. They ever seek a fresh draught so that they may come, know when thy time to halt and drink thy fill is near.

sadāpṛṇo yajato vi dviṣo vadhīd bāhuvṛktaḥ śrutavit taryo vaḥ sacā ubhā sa varā praty eti bhāti ca yad īṃ gaṇam bhajate suprayāvabhiḥ

Sadaprna the holy, Tarya, Srutavit, and Bahuvrikta, joined with you, have slain the foes. He gains his wish in both the worlds and brightly shines-when he adores the host with well-advancing steeds.

sutambharo yajamānasya satpatir viśvāsām ūdhaḥ sa dhiyām udañcanaḥ bharad dhenū rasavac chiśriye payo 'nubruvāṇo adhy eti na svapan

The worshipper's defender is Sutambhara, producer and uplifter of all holy thoughts. The milch-cow brought, sweet-flavoured milk was dealt around. Who speaks the bidding text knows this, not he who sleeps.

yo jāgāra tam ṛcaḥ kāmayante yo jāgāra tam u sāmāni yanti yo jāgāra tam ayaṃ soma āha tavāham asmi sakhye nyokāḥ

The sacred hymns love him who wakes and watches: to him who watches come the Sama verses. This Soma saith unto the man who watches, I rest and have my dwelling in thy friendship.

agnir jāgāra tam ṛcaḥ kāmayante 'gnir jāgāra tam u sāmāni yanti agnir jāgāra tam ayaṃ soma āha tavāham asmi sakhye nyokāḥ

Agni is watchful, and the gcas love him; Agni is watchful, Sama verses seek him. Agni is watchful, to him saith this Soma, I rest and have my dwelling in thy friendship.