Rig Veda
prati ketavaḥ prathamā adṛśrann ūrdhvā asyā añjayo vi śrayante uṣo arvācā bṛhatā rathena jyotiṣmatā vāmam asmabhyaṃ vakṣi
We have beheld her earliest lights approaching: her many glories part, on high, asunder. On car sublime, refulgent, wending hither, O Ushas, bring the Wealth that makes us happy.
prati ṣīm agnir jarate samiddhaḥ prati viprāso matibhir gṛṇantaḥ uṣā yāti jyotiṣā bādhamānā viśvā tamāṃsi duritāpa devī
The fire well-kindIed sings aloud to greet her, and with their hymns the priests are chaming welcome. Ushas approaches in her splendour, driving all evil darkness far away, the Goddess.
etā u tyāḥ praty adṛśran purastāj jyotir yacchantīr uṣaso vibhātīḥ ajījanan sūryaṃ yajñam agnim apācīnaṃ tamo agād ajuṣṭam
Apparent eastward are those lights of Morning, sending out lustre, as they rise, around them. She hath brought forth Sun, sacrifice, and Agni, and far away hath fled detested darkness.
aceti divo duhitā maghonī viśve paśyanty uṣasaṃ vibhātīm āsthād rathaṃ svadhayā yujyamānam ā yam aśvāsaḥ suyujo vahanti
Rich Daughter of the Sky, we all behold her, yea, all men look on Dawn as she is breaking. Her car that moves self-harnessed hath she mounted, the car drawn onward by her well-yoked horses.
prati tvādya sumanaso budhantāsmākāso maghavāno vayaṃ ca tilvilāyadhvam uṣaso vibhātīr yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ
Inspired with loving thoughts this day to greet thee, we and our wealthy nobles have awakened. Show yourselves fruitful, Dawns, as ye are rising. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.