Plain text of Book The First (21)
4 Here sprung to life, they both have sung together, with bodies free from stain, with signs that mark them.
One of you is Prince of Devotion, the Victor, the other counts as Heaven's auspicious offspring.
5 May your car-seat, down-gliding, golden-coloured, according to your wish approach our dwellings.
Men shall feed full the bay steeds of the other, and they with roars shall stir the regions.
6 Forth comes your strong Bull like a cloud of autumn, sending abundant food of liquid sweetness.
Let them feed with the other's ways and vigour: the upper streams have come and do us service.
7 Your constant song hath been sent forth, Disposers! that flows threefold in mighty strength.
Thus lauded, give the suppliant protection, moving or resting; hear mine invocation.
8 This song of bright contents for you is swelling in the men's hall where three-fold grass is ready.
Your strong rain-cloud, ye Mighty Ones, hath swollen, honouring men as 'twere with milk's outpouring.
9 The prudent worshipper praises you as he praises Dawn and the Light,
When, singing with devotion, he invokes you. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.
HYMN CLXXXII. The Healers.
1 This was the task. Appear promptly, ye prudent Ones. Here is the chariot drawn by strong steeds: be glad.
Heart-stirring, longed for, succourers of Vispala, here are Heaven's Sons whose sway blesses the pious man.
2 Longed for, mighty, most wonderful in deed, car-borne, best charioteers,
Bring your full chariot hither heaped with liquid sweet: thereon, ye Twain, come to him who offers gifts.
3 What make ye there, ye Mighty? Wherefore linger ye with folk who, giving not, are held in high esteem?
Pass over them; make ye the niggard's life decay: give light unto the singer eloquent in praise.
4 Crunch up on every side the dogs who bark at us: slay ye our foes, this ye understand.
Make wealthy every word of him who praises you: accept with favour, both, this my laud.
5 Ye made for Tugra's son amid the water-floods that animated ship with wings to fly withal,
Whereon with mind devoted to God ye brought him forth, and fled with easy flight from out the mighty surge.
6 Four ships most welcome in the midst of ocean, urged by the Twain, save the son of Tugra,
Him who was cast down headlong in the waters, plunged in the thick inevitable darkness.
7 What tree was that which stood fixed in surrounding sea to which the son of Tugra supplicating clung?
Like twigs, of which some winged creature may take hold, ye bore him off safely to your renown.
8 Welcome to you be this the hymn of praises uttered by Manas, O Heroes,
From this our gathering where we offer our gifts. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.
HYMN CLXXXIII. The Healers.
1 Make ready that which passes thought in swiftness, that hath three wheels and triple seat, ye Mighty,
Whereon ye seek the dwelling of the pious, whereon, threefold, ye fly like birds with pinions.
2 Light rolls your easy chariot faring earthward, what time, for food, ye, full of wisdom, mount it.
May this song, wondrous fair, attend your glory: ye, as ye travel, wait on Dawn, Heaven's Daughter.
3 Ascend your lightly rolling car, approaching the worshipper who turns him to his duties,
Whereon ye come unto the house to quicken man and his offspring, O Truthful Heroes.
4 Let not the wolf, let not the she-wolf harm you. Forsake me not, nor pass me by or others.
Here stands your share, here is your hymn, ye Mighty: yours are these vessels, full of pleasant juices.
5 Gotama, Purumilha, Atri bringing gifts all invoke you for protection.
Like one who goes straight to the point directed, ye Truthful, to mine invocation.
6 We have passed o'er the limit of this darkness: our praise hath been bestowed on you.
Come hitherward by the paths of the righteous. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.
HYMN CLXXXIV. The Healers.
1 Let us invoke you both this day and after, the priest is here with lauds when morn is breaking:
Truthful ones, wheresoe'er ye be, Heaven's Children, for him who is more liberal than the godless.
2 With us, ye Mighty, let yourselves be joyful, glad in our stream of gifts, slay the niggards.
Graciously hear my hymns and invitations, marking, O Heroes, with your cars my longing.
3 Truthful ones, Nourishers, ye as servants of God for glory arranged and set in order the Sun's bridal.
Your giant steeds move on, sprung from the waters, like ancient times of the All-Seeing, the Mighty.
4 Your grace be with us, ye who love sweet juices: further the hymn sung by the poet Mana,
When men are joyful in your glorious actions, to win heroic strength, ye Bounteous Givers.
5 This praise was made, O liberal Lords, for you with fair adornment by the Manas.
Come to our house for us and for our children, rejoicing, O Truthful Ones, in Agastya.
6 We have passed o'er the limit of this darkness: our praise hath been bestowed on you.
Come hitherward by the paths of the righteous, may we find strengthening food in full abundance.
HYMN CLXXXV. Heaven and Earth.
1 Whether of these is elder, whether later? How were they born? Who knoweth it, ye sages?
These of themselves support all things existing: as on a car the Day and Night roll onward.
2 The Twain uphold, though motionless and footless, a widespread offspring having feet and moving.
Like your own son upon his parents' bosom, protect us, Heaven and Earth, from fearful danger.
3 I call for the unrivalled bounty of the Boundless One, perfect, celestial, deathless, meet for worship.
Produce this, ye Twain Worlds, for him who lauds you. Protect us, Heaven and Earth, from fearful danger.
4 May we be close to both the Worlds who suffer no pain, which serve with favour,
Both mid the angels, with Day and Night alternate. Protect us, Heaven and Earth, from fearful danger.
5 Faring together, young, with meeting limits, Twin Sisters lying in their Parents' bosom,
Kissing the centre of the world together. Protect us, Heaven and Earth, from fearful danger.
6 Duly I call the two wide seats, the mighty, the general Parents, with God's protection.
Who, beautiful to look on, make the nectar. Protect us, Heaven and Earth, from fearful danger.
7 Wide, vast, and manifold, whose bounds are distant, these, reverent, I address at this our worship,
The blessed Pair, victorious, all-sustaining. Protect us, Heaven and Earth, from fearful danger.
8 What sin we have at any time committed against the righteous, our friend, our house's chieftain,
Thereof may this our hymn be expiation. Protect us, Heaven and Earth, from fearful danger.
9 May both these Friends of man, who bless, preserve me, may they attend me with their help and favour.
Enrich the man more liberal than the godless. May we be strong with food rejoicing.
10 Endowed with understanding, I have uttered this truth, for all to hear, to Earth and Heaven.
Be near us, keep us from reproach and trouble. With your help preserve us.
11 Be this my prayer fulfilled, O Earth and Heaven, wherewith I address you.
Nearest be ye with your protection. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.
HYMN CLXXXVI. All the Powers of God.
1 Loved of all men, may the Light-giver, through praises offered as sacred food, come to our gathering,
That you too, through our hymn, ye ever-youthful, may gladden, at your visit, all our people.
2 To us may all the righteous come trooped together, the Guardian of Covenants, the Friend, the All-Seeing, concordant,
That all may be promoters of our welfare, and with great might preserve our strength from slackness.
3 The Radiant I sing, the guest you love most dearly: the Conqueror through our lauds is friendly-minded.
That he may be our All-Seeing Lord rich in glory and send food like a prince praised by the godly.
4 To you I seek with reverence, Night and Morning, like a cow good to milk, with hope to conquer,
Preparing on a common day the praise, song with milk of various hues within this udder.
5 May the great Dragon of the Deep rejoice us: as one who nourishes her young comes the River,
With whom we will incite the Child of Waters whom vigorous course swift as thought bring hither.
6 Moreover the Fashioner also shall approach us, one-minded with the princes at his visit.
Hither shall come the Mighty One, the slayer of Vrtra, Ruler of men, as strongest of the Heroes.
7 Him too our hymns delight, that yoke swift horses, like mother cows who lick their tender youngling.
To him our songs shall yield themselves like spouses, to him the most delightful of the Heroes.
8 So may the Maruts, armed with mighty weapons, rest here on heaven and earth with hearts in concord,
As servants whose cars have dappled steeds like torrents, destroyers of the foe, allies of the Friend.
9 They hasten on to happy termination their orders when they are made known by glory.
As on a fair bright day the arrow flieth o'er all the barren soil their missiles sparkle.
10 Incline the Healers to show grace, and the Nourisher, for power and might have they, their own possession.
Friendly are the All-Pervading, the Wind, and the skilled Artisans: so may I bring the righteous to make us happy.
11 This is my reverent thought of you, ye Holy; may it inspire you, make you dwell among us,
Thought, toiling for the righteous and seeking treasure. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.
HYMN CLXXXVII. Praise of Food.
1 Now will I glorify Food that upholds great strength, by whose invigorating power the faithful overcame the adversary limb from limb.
2 O pleasant Food, O Food of meath, thee have we chosen for our own,
So be our kind protector thou.
3 Come hitherward to us, O Food, auspicious with auspicious help,
Health-bringing, not unkind, a dear and guileless friend.
4 These juices which, O Food, are thine throughout the regions are diffused,
like winds they have their place in heaven.
5 These gifts of thine, O Food, O Food most sweet to taste,
These savours of thy juices work like creatures that have mighty necks.
6 In thee, O Food, is set the strength of the mighty. Under thy flag brave deeds were done; the dragon was slain with thy help.
7 If thou be gone unto the splendour of the clouds,
Even from thence, O Food of meath, prepared for our enjoyment, come.
10 O Vegetable, Cake of meal, be wholesome, firm, and strengthening.
11 O Food, from thee as such have we drawn forth with lauds, like cows, our gifts for God's sake,
From thee who art shared among the righteous, from thee who art shared with us.
HYMN CLXXXVIII. The Invocations.
1 Winner of thousands, kindled, thou shinest bright to-day. Bear out our offerings, envoy, Sage.
2 Child of Thyself, the devotion is for the righteous blent with meath,