Rig Veda
viśveṣāṃ vaḥ satāṃ jyeṣṭhatamā gīrbhir mitrāvaruṇā vāvṛdhadhyai saṃ yā raśmeva yamatur yamiṣṭhā dvā janāṁ asamā bāhubhiḥ svaiḥ
Now Mitra-Varuna shall be exalted high by your songs, noblest of all existing; They who, as 'twere with reins are best Controllers, unequalled with their arms to check the people.
iyam mad vām pra stṛṇīte manīṣopa priyā namasā barhir accha yantaṃ no mitrāvaruṇāv adhṛṣṭaṃ chardir yad vāṃ varūthyaṃ sudānū
To you Two Gods is this my thought extended, turned to the sacred grass with loving homage. Give us, O Mitra-Varuna, a dwelling safe from attack, which ye shall guard, Boon-Givers!
ā yātam mitrāvaruṇā suśasty upa priyā namasā hūyamānā saṃ yāv apnaḥstho apaseva janāñ chrudhīyataś cid yatatho mahitvā
Come hither, Mitra-Varuna, invited with eulogies and loving adoration, Ye who with your might, as Work-Controllers, urge even men who quickly hear to labour.
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Whom, of pure origin, like two strong horses, Aditi bore as babes in proper season, Whom, Mighty at your birth, the Mighty Goddess brought forth as terrors to the mortal foeman.
viśve yad vām maṃhanā mandamānāḥ kṣatraṃ devāso adadhuḥ sajoṣāḥ pari yad bhūtho rodasī cid urvī santi spaśo adabdhāso amūrāḥ
As all the Gods in their great joy and gladness gave you with one accord your high dominion, As ye surround both worlds, though wide and spacious your spies are ever true and never bewildered.
tā hi kṣatraṃ dhārayethe anu dyūn dṛṃhethe sānum upamād iva dyoḥ dṛﾱho nakṣatra uta viśvadevo bhūmim ātān dyāṃ dhāsināyoḥ
So, through the days maintaining princely power. ye prop the height as 'twere from loftiest heaven. The Star of all the Gods, established, filleth the heaven and earth with food of man who liveth.
tā vigraṃ dhaithe jaṭharam pṛṇadhyā ā yat sadma sabhṛtayaḥ pṛṇanti na mṛṣyante yuvatayo 'vātā vi yat payo viśvajinvā bharante
Take the strong drink, to quaff till ye are sated, when he and his attendants fill the chamber. The young Maids brook not that none seeks to win them, when, Quickeners of all! they scatter moisture.
tā jihvayā sadam edaṃ sumedhā ā yad vāṃ satyo aratir ṛte bhūt tad vām mahitvaṃ ghṛtānnāv astu yuvaṃ dāśuṣe vi cayiṣṭam aṃhaḥ
So with your tongue come ever, when your envoy, faithful and very wise, attends our worship. Nourished by holy oil! he this your glory: annihilate the sacrificer's trouble.
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When, Mitra-Varuna, they strive against you and break the friendly laws ye have established, They, neither Gods nor men in estimation, like Api's sons have godless sacrifices.
vi yad vācaṃ kīstāso bharante śaṃsanti kecin nivido manānāḥ ād vām bravāma satyāny ukthā nakir devebhir yatatho mahitvā
When singers in their song uplift their voices, some chant the Nivid texts with steady purpose. Then may we sing you lauds that shall be fruitful: do ye not rival all the Gods in greatness?
avor itthā vāṃ chardiṣo abhiṣṭau yuvor mitrāvaruṇāv askṛdhoyu anu yad gāva sphurān ṛjipyaṃ dhṛṣṇuṃ yad raṇe vṛṣaṇaṃ yunajan
O Mitra-Varuna, may your large bounty come to us hither, near to this our dwelling, When the kine haste to us, and when they harness the fleet-foot mettled stallion for the battle.