Rig Veda
juṣasva naḥ samidham agne adya śocā bṛhad yajataṃ dhūmam ṛṇvan upa spṛśa divyaṃ sānu stūpaiḥ saṃ raśmibhis tatanaḥ sūryasya
Gladly accept, this day, our fuel, Agni: send up thy sacred smoke and shine sublimely. Touch the celestial summits with thy columns, and overspread thee with the rays of Surya.
narāśaṃsasya mahimānam eṣām upa stoṣāma yajatasya yajñaiḥ ye sukratavaḥ śucayo dhiyandhāḥ svadanti devā ubhayāni havyā
With sacrifice to these we men will honour the majesty of holy Narasamsa- To these the pure, most wise, the thought. inspirers, Gods who enjoy both sorts of our oblations.
īﾱenyaṃ vo asuraṃ sudakṣam antar dūtaṃ rodasī satyavācam manuṣvad agnim manunā samiddhaṃ sam adhvarāya sadam in mahema
We will extol at sacrifice for ever, as men may do, Agni whom Manu kindled, Your very skilful Asura, meet for worship, envoy between both worlds, the truthful speaker.
saparyavo bharamāṇā abhijñu pra vṛñjate namasā barhir agnau ājuhvānā ghṛtapṛṣṭham pṛṣadvad adhvaryavo haviṣā marjayadhvam
Bearing the sacred grass, the men who serve him strew it with reverence, on their knees, by Agni. Calling him to the spotted grass, oil-sprinkled, adorn him, ye Adhvaryus, with oblation.
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With holy thoughts the pious have thrown open Doors fain for chariots in the Gods' assembly. Like two full mother cows who lick their youngling, like maidens for the gathering, they adorn them.
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And let the two exalted Heavenly Ladies, Morning and Night, like a cow good at milking, Come, much-invoked, and on our grass be seated ' wealthy, deserving worship, for our welfare.
viprā yajñeṣu mānuṣeṣu kārū manye vāṃ jātavedasā yajadhyai ūrdhvaṃ no adhvaraṃ kṛtaṃ haveṣu tā deveṣu vanatho vāryāṇi
You, Bards and Singers at men's sacrifices, both filled with wisdom, I incline to worship. Send up our offerings when we call upon you, and so among the Gods obtain us treasures.
ā bhāratī bhāratībhiḥ sajoṣā iﾱā devair manuṣyebhir agniḥ sarasvatī sārasvatebhir arvāk tisro devīr barhir edaṃ sadantu
May Bharati with all her Sisters, Ila accordant with the Gods, with mortals Agni, Sarasvati with all her kindred Rivers, come to this grass, Three Goddesses, and seat them.
tan nas turīpam adha poṣayitnu deva tvaṣṭar vi rarāṇaḥ syasva yato vīraḥ karmaṇyaḥ sudakṣo yuktagrāvā jāyate devakāmaḥ
Well pleased with us do thou, O God, O Tvashtar, give ready issue to our procreant vigour, Whence springs the hero, powerful, skilled in action, lover of Gods, adjuster of the press-stones.
vanaspate 'va sṛjopa devān agnir haviḥ śamitā sūdayāti
Send to the Gods the oblation, Lord of Forests, and let the Immolator, Agni, dress it. He as the truer Priest shall offer worship, for the God's generations well he knoweth.
ā yāhy agne samidhāno arvāṅ indreṇa devaiḥ sarathaṃ turebhiḥ barhir na āstām aditiḥ suputrā svāhā devā amṛtā mādayantām
Come thou to us, O Agni, duly kindled, together with the potent Gods and Indra. On this our grass sit Aditi, happy Mother, and let our Hail! delight the Gods Immortal.