Plain text of Kanda 2 · Prapathaka 1 (2)
Growing to might as the lotus flower,
Do thou extend in width with the measure of heaven.
d Ye two are protectors and a help,
Unbroken, both expansive;
Do ye expanding be united;
Bear the fire of the dust.
e Be ye united, that win the heaven,
In union of heart and self;
Who shall bear within the fire
Full of light and unaging.
f Thou art of the dust, all-supporting; Atharvan first pressed out thee, O flame.
g Thee, O Radiant One, from the lotus
Atharvan pressed out,
From the head of every priest.
h Thee the sage, Dadhyanc,
Son of Atharvan, kindles,
Slayer of Vrtra, destroyer of foes.
i Thee Pathya Vrsan kindles,
Best slayer of foes,
Winner of booty in every conflict.
k Sit Thou, O invoking priest, in Thine own world, wise,
Place Thou the sacrifice in the birthplace of good deeds,
Eager for the angels, do Thou sacrifice to them with oblation;
O Radiant One, bestow great strength on the sacrificer.
l The invoking priest has sat him down in the place of the invoker, wise,
Glittering, shining, skilful,
With vows and foresight undeceived, most wealthy,
Bearing a thousand, pure-tongued flame.
m Sit thou down, thou art great,
Burn, best servant of the angels;
O pure flame, send forth the ruddy smoke,
O famous one, that can be seen afar.
n Be born noble in the forefront of the days,
Kind to the kindly, red in the woods;
Bestowing seven jewels in every home
The flame has sat him down as invoking priest.
4.1.4
a May the Wind, Matarisvan, unite
The broken heart of thee that art outstretched
To him who moves with the breath of the angels,
With thee, O blessing, be the Vasat call.
b Wellborn, with light,
Guard and protector, thou hast sat on the heaven;
O Radiant One, thy garment of many hues,
Put on, O thou that dost abound in light.
c Arise, thou of fair sacrifice,
Aid us with thy divine radiance;
Brilliant to behold, with mighty blaze,
Do thou come hither, O Radiant One, in response to our prayers.
d Arise erect to aid us,
Like the Light-giver, the God;
Erect to win the booty,
When in contest we call on thee with the shining praisers.
e Born, thou art the child of the two worlds,
O flame; a brilliant child distributed among the plants;
A beauteous babe beyond the darkness outspread,
Thou didst come thundering from thy mothers.
f Be firm, of strong limbs,
Swift, a mighty steed;
Be broad, of kindly seat,
Thou art the carrier of dust for the fire.
g Be auspicious, for offspring
Of men, O Angiras;
Scorch not sky and earth,
Nor the atmosphere, nor the trees.
h Let the steed advance, thundering
And resounding, the ass, the flier;
Bearing the fire of the dust
May he fall not before his day.
i The ass, well yoked to your chariot,
O ye strong ones, that thunders,
May he as swift envoy
Bear hence the fire of the dust.
k The strong, bearing the strong flame,
Germ of the waters, him of the ocean,
O Radiant One, come hither, for enjoyment,
As holy order and truth.
l O plants, do ye accept the fire here
Who comes auspicious towards you;
Casting aside all hostilities, all evil imaginings,
Sitting down, may it smite away from us misfortune.
m O plants, do ye rejoice in it,
O ye that are rich in flowers, and have fair berries;
This germ of yours, of due season,
Has sat him in his ancient seat.
4.1.5
a Radiant with extending blaze,
Do Thou repel the enemy, the evil spirits' hostility;
May I enjoy the protection of the great Protector,
May I enjoy the leadership of the Radiant One, easy to invoke.
b Ye, waters, are healing;
Further us to strength,
To see great joy.
c The most auspicious flavour that is yours,
Accord to us here,
Like eager mothers.
d To him may we come with satisfaction,
To whose dwelling ye quicken us,
O waters, and propagate us.
e The Friend, having united the earth
And the ground with light,
The flame well-born, all-knower,
Common to all men, the wide extending.
f For health I unite thee, for offspring; may the angels, common to all men, unite thee with the Anustubh metre, in the manner of Angiras.
g The Healers, having gathered together the earth,
Kindled a great light;
Their ray undying
Shines clear among the angels.
h United by the Vasus, the cunning Healers,
The mud fit for the rite,
Making it smooth with her hands,
May the woman fashion this pan.
i The woman of fair braids,
Of fair head-dress, with fair locks,
May she, O Boundless One, O great one,
Place within thy hands the pan.
k Let the Boundless One fashion the pan with might,
With her arms, with wisdom,
Let her bear the fire in her womb
As a mother a child in her lap.