3 They sing their song like women active in their tasks, along their common path hither from far away, bringing refreshment to the liberal devotee, yea, all things to the worshipper who gives.

4 She, like a dancer, puts her broidered garments on: as a cow yields her udder so she bares her breast. Creating light for all the world of life, the Dawn hath laid the darkness open as the cows their stall.

5 We have beheld the brightness of her shining; it spreads and drives away the darksome monster. Like tints that deck the Post at devotions, Heaven's Daughter hath attained her wondrous splendour.

6 We have o'erpast the limit of this darkness; Dawn breaking forth again brings clear perception. She like a flatterer smiles in light for glory, and fair of face hath wakened to rejoice us.

7 The Gotamas have praised Heaven's radiant Daughter, the leader of the charm of pleasant voices. Thou conferrest on us strength with offspring and men, conspicuous with kine and horses.

8 O thou who shinest forth in wondrous glory, urged onward by thy strength, auspicious Lady, may I gain that wealth, renowned and ample, in brave sons, far-famed for horses.

9 Bending her looks on all the world, she shines, widely spreading with her bright eye westward. Waking to motion every living creature, she understands the voice of each adorer.

10 Ancient of days, again again born newly, decking her beauty with the self-same raiment, she wastes away the life of mortals, like a skilled hunter cutting birds in pieces.

11 She hath appeared discovering heaven's borders: to the far distance she drives off her Sister. Diminishing the days of human creatures, the Lady shines with all her lover's splendour.

12 The bright, the blessed One shines forth extending her rays like kine, as a flood rolls his waters. Never transgressing the divine commandments, she is beheld visible with the sunbeams.

13 O Dawn enriched with ample wealth, bestow on us the wondrous gift wherewith we may support children and children's sons.

14 Thou radiant mover of sweet sounds, with wealth of horses and of kine, shine thou on us this day, O Dawn, auspiciously.

15 O Dawn enriched with holy rites, yoke to thy car thy purple steeds, and then bring thou unto us all felicities.

16 O twin angels wonderful in act, do ye unanimous direct your chariot to our home wealthy in kine and gold.

17 Ye who brought down the hymn from heaven, a light that giveth light to man, do ye, O twin angels, bring strength hither unto us.

18 Hither may they who wake at dawn bring, to receive our offering, health-givers, wonder-workers, borne on paths of gold.

HYMN XCIII. God the Radiant and the Provider

1 O mighty Pair, graciously hearken to my call, accept in friendly wise my hymn, and prosper him who offers gifts.

2 The man who honours You to-day with this hymn, bestow on him heroic strength, increase of kine, and noble steeds.

3 The man who offers holy oil and burnt offerings unto You shall enjoy great strength, with offspring, all his life.

4 Famed is that Your prowess wherewith ye stole the kine, his food, from Pani. Ye caused the brood of Brsaya to perish; ye found the light, the single light for many.

5 Joined in operation ye have set up the shining lights in heaven. From curse and from reproach ye freed the rivers that were bound in fetters.

6 One of you the wind brought from heaven, the Falcon rent the other from the mountain. Strengthened by holy prayer, they have made us ample room for devotion.

7 Taste this prepared offering; accept it, Mighty Ones, and let it please you. Vouchsafe us good protection and kind favour: grant to the giver health and riches.

8 Whoso with oil and poured offering honours with God-devoted heart, protect his devotion, preserve him from distress, grant to the giver great felicity.

9 Invoked together, mates in wealth, accept our hymns: together be among the righteous.

10 Unto him who worships with holy oil shine forth an ample recompense.

11 Be ye pleased with these offerings brought to you, and come, together, nigh to us.

12 Cherish well our horses, and let our cows be fat who yield offerings. Grant power to us and to our wealthy patrons, and cause our holy rites to be successful.

HYMN XCIV. God the Radiant

1 For the Knower of all that is born, worthy of our praise, will we frame with our mind this eulogy as 'twere a car. For good, in His assembly, is this care of ours. Let us not, in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

2 The man for whom Thou givest prospereth, dwelleth without a foe, gaineth heroic might. He waxeth strong, distress never approacheth him. Let us not, in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

3 May we have power to kindle Thee. Fulfil our thoughts. In Thee the righteous receive the presented offering. Bring hither the Adityas, for we long for them. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

4 We will bring fuel and prepare burnt offerings, reminding Thee at each successive festival. Fulfil our thought that so we may prolong our lives. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

5 His ministers move forth, the guardians of the folk, protecting quadruped and biped with their rays. Mighty art Thou, the wondrous herald of the Dawn. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

6 Thou art Presenter and the chief Invoker, Thou Director, Purifier, great High Priest by birth. Knowing all priestly work Thou perfectest it, Sage. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

7 Lovely of form art Thou, alike on every side; though far, Thou shinest brightly as if close at hand. O God, Thou seest through even the dark of night. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

8 Foremost be his car who pours offerings out, and let our hymn prevail over evil-hearted men. Attend to this our speech and make it prosper well. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

9 Smite with Thy weapons those of evil speech and thought, devouring demons, whether near or far away. Then to the singer give free way for devotion. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

10 When to Thy chariot Thou hadst yoked two red steeds and two ruddy steeds, wind-sped, Thy roar was like a bull's. Thou with smoke-bannered flame attackest forest trees. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

11 Then at Thy roar the very birds are terrified, when, eating up the grass, Thy sparks fly forth abroad. Then is it easy for Thee and Thy car to pass. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

12 He hath the Power to soothe the Friend and the All-Seeing: wonderful is the wrath of the angels of the tempest when they descend. Be gracious; let their hearts be turned to us again. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

13 Thou art God, Thou art the wondrous Friend of the righteous, the Bestower of bestowers, fair in devotion. Under Thine own most wide protection may we dwell. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

14 This is Thy grace that, kindled in Thine own abode, invoked Thou soundest forth most benign. Thou givest wealth and treasure to the worshipper. Let us not in Thy friendship, O God, suffer harm.

15 To whom Thou, Lord of goodly riches, grantest freedom from every sin with perfect wholeness, whom with good strength Thou quickenest, with children and wealth, may we be they, Eternal Being.

16 Such, O God, Thou who knowest all good fortune, lengthen here the days of our existence. This prayer of ours may the All-Seeing grant, and the Friend, and the Boundless, the river, Earth and Heaven.

HYMN XCV. God the Radiant

1 To fair goals travel Two unlike in semblance: each in succession nourishes an infant. One bears a godly Babe of golden colour; bright and fair-shining is He with the other.

2 The ten fingers of the Craftsman, vigilant and youthful, produced this Infant borne to sundry quarters. They bear around Him whose long flames are pointed, fulgent among mankind with native splendour.

3 Three several places of His birth they honour, in mid-air, in the heaven, and in the waters. Governing in the east of earthly regions, the seasons hath He established in their order.

4 Who of you knows this secret One? The Infant by His own nature hath brought forth His Mothers. The germ of many, from the waters' bosom He goes forth, wise and great, of godly nature.

5 Visible, fair, He grows in native brightness uplifted in the lap of waving waters. When He was born both worlds were frightened: they turn to Him and reverence the Lion.

6 The Two auspicious ones, like women, tend Him: like lowing cows they seek Him in their manner. He is the Lord of Might among the mighty; Him, on the right, they balm with their offerings.

7 Like the Light-giver His arms with might He stretches; awful, He strives grasping the world's two borders. He forces out from all a brilliant vesture, yea, from His Mothers draws He forth new raiment.

8 He makes Him a most noble form of splendour, decking Him in His home with milk and waters. The Sage adorns the depths of air with wisdom: this is the meeting where the righteous are gathered.

9 Wide through the firmament spreads forth triumphant the far-resplendent strength of Thee the Mighty. Kindled by us do Thou preserve us, O God, with all Thy self-bright undiminished succours.

10 In dry spots He makes stream, and course, and torrent, and inundates the earth with floods that glisten. All ancient things within His maw He gathers, and moves among the new fresh-sprouting grasses.

11 Fed with our fuel, purifying God, so blaze to us auspiciously for glory. This prayer of ours may the All-Seeing grant, and the Friend, and the Boundless, the river, Earth and Heaven.

HYMN XCVI. God the Radiant

1 He in the ancient way by strength engendered, lo! straight hath taken to Himself all wisdom. The waters and the bowl have made Him friendly. The righteous possessed the wealth-bestowing God.

2 At Ayu's ancient call He by His wisdom gave all this progeny of men their being, and, by refulgent light, heaven and the waters. The righteous possessed the wealth-bestowing God.

3 Praise Him, ye folk, as chief performer of devotion adored and ever toiling, well-tended, Son of Strength, the Constant Giver. The righteous possessed the wealth-bestowing God.

4 That the wind rich in wealth and treasure, light-winner, finds a pathway for his offspring, guard of our folk, Father of earth and heaven: the righteous possessed the wealth-bestowing God.

5 Night and Dawn, changing each the other's colour, meeting together suckle one same Infant: golden between the heaven and earth He shineth. The righteous possessed the wealth-bestowing God.

6 Root of wealth, gathering-place of treasures, banner of devotion, who grants the suppliant's wishes: preserving Him as their own life immortal, the righteous possessed the wealth-bestowing God.

7 Now and of old the home of wealth, the mansion of what is born and what was born aforetime, guard of what is and what will be hereafter: the righteous possessed the wealth-bestowing God.

8 May the Wealth-Giver grant us conquering riches; may the Wealth-Giver grant us wealth with heroes. May the Wealth-Giver grant us food with offspring, and length of days may the Wealth-Giver send us.

9 Fed with our fuel, purifying God, so blaze to us auspiciously for glory. This prayer of ours may the All-Seeing grant, and the Friend, and the Boundless, the river, Earth and Heaven.

HYMN XCVII. God the Radiant

1 Chasing with light our sin away, O God, shine Thou wealth on us. May His light chase our sin away.

2 For goodly fields, for pleasant homes, for wealth we pray to Thee. May His light chase our sin away.

3 Best praiser of all these be he; foremost, our chiefs who give. May His light chase our sin away.

4 So that Thy worshippers and we, Thine, O God, in our sons may live. May His light chase our sin away.

5 As ever-conquering light's beams of splendour go to every side, may His light chase our sin away.

6 To every side Thy face is turned, Thou art triumphant everywhere. May His light chase our sin away.

7 O Thou whose face looks every way, bear us past foes as in a ship. May His light chase our sin away.

8 As in a ship, convey Thou us for our advantage over the flood. May His light chase our sin away.

HYMN XCVIII. God the Radiant

1 Still in the grace of the Lord of all peoples may we continue: yea, He is King supreme over all things living. Sprung hence to life upon this All He looketh. The Lord of all peoples hath rivalry with the Sun.

2 Present in heaven, in earth, all-present God, all plants that grow on ground hath He pervaded in power. May God, the Lord of all peoples, with vigour, present, preserve us day and night from foemen.

3 Be this Thy truth, Lord of all peoples, to us-ward: let wealth in rich abundance gather round us. This prayer of ours may the All-Seeing grant, and the Friend, and the Boundless, the river, Earth and Heaven.

HYMN XCIX. God the Radiant

1 For the Knower of all that is born let us press the gift: may He consume the wealth of the malignant. May God carry us through all our troubles, through grief as in a boat across the river.

HYMN C. God the Mighty (Indra)

1 May He who hath His home with strength, the Mighty, the King supreme of earth and spacious heaven, Lord of true power, to be invoked in battles, may the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

2 Whose way is unattainable like the Sun's: He in each fight is the strong Vrtra-slayer, mightiest with His Friends in His own courses. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

3 Whose paths go forth in their great might resistless, forth-milking, as it were, heaven's genial moisture. With manly strength triumphant, foe-subduer, may the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

4 Among the Angirases He was the chiefest, a Friend with friends, mighty amid the mighty. Praiser mid praisers, honoured most of singers. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

5 Strong with the servants as with His own children, in manly battle conquering His foemen, with His close comrades doing deeds of glory, may the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

6 Humbler of pride, exciter of the conflict, the Lord of heroes, God invoked of many, may He this day gain with our men the sunlight. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

7 His help hath made Him cheerer in the battle, the folk have made Him guardian of their comfort. Sole Lord is He of every holy service. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

8 To Him the Hero, on high days of prowess, heroes for help and booty shall betake them. He hath found light even in the blinding darkness. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

9 He with His left hand checketh even the mighty, and with His right hand gathereth up the booty. Even with the humble He acquireth riches. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

10 With hosts on foot and cars He winneth treasures: well is He known this day by all the people. With manly might He conquereth those who hate Him. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

11 When in His ways with kinsmen or with strangers He speedeth to the fight, invoked of many, for gain of waters, and of sons and grandsons, may the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

12 Awful and fierce, fiend-slayer, thunder-wielder, with boundless knowledge, hymned by hundreds, mighty, in strength like the gift of life, guard of the Five Peoples, may the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

13 Winning the light, hitherward roars His thunder like the terrific mighty voice of Heaven. Rich gifts and treasures evermore attend Him. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

14 Whose home eternal through His strength surrounds Him on every side, His laud, the earth and heaven, may He, delighted with our service, save us. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

15 The limit of whose power not angels by their nature, nor mortal men have reached, nor yet the Waters. Both Earth and Heaven in vigour He surpasseth. May the Mighty One, girt by the angels, be our succour.

16 The red and tawny mare, blaze-marked, high standing, celestial, who, to bring Rjrasva riches, drew at the pole the chariot yoked with stallions, joyous, among the hosts of men was noted.

17 The Varsagiras unto Thee, O Mighty One, sing forth this laud to please Thee, Rjrasva with his fellows, Ambarisa, Suradhas, Sahadeva, Bhayamana.

18 He, much invoked, hath slain Dasyus and Simyus, after His wont, and laid them low with arrows. The mighty Thunderer with His fair-complexioned friends won the land, the sunlight, and the waters.

19 May the Mighty One evermore be our protector, and unimperilled may we win the booty. This prayer of ours may the All-Seeing grant, and the Friend, and the Boundless, the river, Earth and Heaven.

HYMN CI. God the Mighty (Indra)

1 Sing, with offering, praise to Him who maketh glad, who with Rjisvan drove the dusky brood away. Fain for help, Him the strong whose right hand wields the bolt, Him girt by the angels we invoke to be our Friend.

2 He who with triumphant wrath smote Vyamsa down, and Sambara, and Pipru the unrighteous one; who extirpated Susna the insatiate, Him girt by the angels we invoke to be our Friend.

3 He whose great work of manly might is heaven and earth, and the All-Seeing and the Sun keep His holy law; whose law the rivers follow as they flow, Him girt by the angels we invoke to be our Friend.

4 He who is Lord and Master of the steeds and kine, honoured, the firm and sure, at every holy act; stayer even of the strong who pours no offering out, Him girt by the angels we invoke to be our Friend.

5 He who is Lord of all the world that moves and breathes, who for the scholar first before all found the Cows; who cast the Dasyus down beneath His feet, Him girt by the angels we invoke to be our Friend.

6 Whom cowards must invoke and valiant men of war, invoked by those who conquer and by those who flee; to whom all beings turn their constant thought, Him girt by the angels we invoke to be our Friend.

7 Refulgent in the region of the servants He proceeds, and with them through the wide space speeds the Dame. The hymn of praise extols the far-renowned: Him girt by the angels we invoke to be our Friend.

8 O Thou girt by the angels, whether Thou delight Thee in loftiest gathering-place or lowly dwelling, come thence unto our rite, true boon-bestower: through love of Thee have we prepared offerings.

9 We, fain for Thee, strong Lord, have prepared the gift, and, O Thou sought with prayer, have made offerings. Now at this devotion, with all Thy hosts, on sacred grass, O team-borne God, rejoice Thee.

10 Rejoice Thee with Thine own Bay Steeds, O Mighty One, unclose Thy jaws and let Thy lips be open. Thou with the fair cheek, let Thy Bay Steeds bring Thee: gracious to us, be pleased with our offering.

11 Guards of the camp whose praisers are the angels of the tempest, may we through the Mighty One get ourselves the booty. This prayer of ours may the All-Seeing grant, and the Friend, and the Boundless, the river, Earth and Heaven.

HYMN CII. God the Mighty (Indra)

1 To Thee the Mighty One I bring this mighty hymn, for Thy desire hath been gratified by my laud. In Him, yea in Him victorious through His strength, the righteous have joyed at feast and in the giving.

2 The Seven Rivers bear His glory far and wide, and heaven and sky and earth display His comely form. The Sun and Moon in change alternate run their course, that we, O Mighty One, may behold and may have faith.

3 O Bountiful, grant us that same car to bring us spoil, Thy conquering car in which we joy in shock of fight. Thou whom our hearts praise highly in the war, grant shelter, Bountiful, to us who love Thee well.

4 Encourage Thou our side in every fight: may we, with Thee for our ally, conquer the foeman's host. Bestow on us joy and felicity; break down, O Bountiful, the vigour of our foes.

5 For here in divers ways these men invoking Thee, holder of treasures, sing hymns to win Thine aid. Ascend the car that Thou mayest bring spoil to us, for Thy mind winneth the victory.

6 His arms win kine, His power is boundless in each act, best, with a hundred helps waker of battle's din is the Mighty One: none may rival Him in mighty strength. Hence, eager for the spoil the people call on Him.

7 Thy glory, Bountiful, exceeds a hundred, yea, more than a hundred, than a thousand mid the folk. The great bowl hath inspirited Thee boundlessly: so mayst Thou slay the Vrtras, breaker-down of forts!

8 Of Thy great might there is a threefold counterpart, the three earths, Lord of men, and the three realms of light. Above this whole world, O Mighty One, Thou hast waxen great: without a foe art Thou, by nature, from of old.

9 We invoke Thee first: Thou hast become a mighty Conqueror in fight. May the Mighty One fill with spirit this our singer's heart, and make our car impetuous, foremost in attack.

10 Thou hast prevailed, and hast not kept the booty back, in trifling battles and in those of great account. We make Thee keen, the Mighty One; succour us: inspire us, Bountiful, when we defy the foe.

11 May the Mighty One evermore be our Protector, and unimperilled may we win the booty. This prayer of ours may the All-Seeing grant, and the Friend, and the Boundless, the river, Earth and Heaven.

HYMN CIII. God the Mighty (Indra)

1 That highest power of Thine is distant: that which is here sages possessed aforetime. This one is on the earth, in heaven the other, and both unite as flag with flag in battle.

2 He spread the wide earth out and firmly fixed it, smote with His thunderbolt and loosed the waters. The Bountiful with His puissance struck down the serpent, rent Rauhina to death and slaughtered Vyamsa.

3 Armed with His bolt and trusting in His prowess He wandered shattering the forts of the Dasas. Cast Thy dart, knowing, Thunderer, at the Dasyu; increase the noble's might and glory.