Presenting viands thousandfold.

3 Invoked and worthy of our praise, bring those whose due is honour:

Thou givest countless gifts.

4 To seat a thousand Heroes they eastward have strewn the grass with might,

Whereon ye shine forth.

5 The sovereign all-imperial Doors, wide, good, many and manifold,

Have poured their streams of holy oil.

6 With gay adornment, fair to see, in glorious beauty shine they forth:

Let Night and Morning rest them here.

7 Let these two Sages first of all, heralds and eloquent,

Perform for us this devotion.

8 You I address, O Sarasvati, and Bharati, and Ila, all:

Urge ye us on to glorious fame.

9 The Fashioner, the Lord, hath made all forms and all the cattle of the field:

Cause them to multiply for us.

10 Send forth, Lord of the forest, thyself, the offered gift:

Let the Radiant make the offerings sweet.

11 The Radiant, preceder of all, is honoured with the sacred song:

He glows at offerings blest with Hail!

HYMN CLXXXIX. God the Radiant.

1 By goodly paths lead us to riches, God who knowest every sacred duty.

Remove the sin that makes us stray and wander, most ample adoration will we bring thee.

2 Lead us anew to happiness; lead us beyond all danger and affliction.

Be unto us a wide broad ample castle, bless, prosper on their way our sons and offspring.

3 Far from us put thou all diseases; let them strike lauds that have no saving.

God, make our home again to be a blessing, with all the servants of God, O Holy.

4 Preserve us with perpetual succour, refulgent in the dwelling which thou lovest.

O Conqueror, most youthful, let no danger touch him who praises thee to-day or after.

5 Give not us up a prey to sin, the greedy enemy that brings us trouble;

Not to the fanged that bites, not to the toothless: give not us up, thou Conqueror, to the spoiler.

6 Such as thou art, born after Law, when lauded give protection to our bodies,

From whosoever would reproach or injure: for thou, Lord, rescuest from all oppression.

7 Thou, well discerning both these classes, comest to men at early morn, O Holy.

Be thou obedient unto man at evening, to be adorned, as keen, by eager suitors.

8 To him have we addressed our pious speeches, I, Mana's son, to him victorious.

May we gain countless riches with the sages. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.

HYMN CXC. The Lord of Prayer.

1 Glorify thou the Lord of Prayer, the scatheless, who must be praised with hymns, sweet-tongued and mighty,

To whom as leader of the song, resplendent, worthy of lauds, both angels and mortals listen.

2 On him wait songs according to the season even as a stream of pious men set moving.

The Lord of Prayer, for he laid out the expanses, was at the creation vast and all-pervading.

3 The praise, the verse that offers adoration, may he bring forth, as the Sun sends his arms out,

He who gives daily light through this wisdom, strong as a dread wild beast, and inoffensive.

4 His song of praise pervades the earth and heaven: let the wise worshipper draw it, like a courser.

These of the Lord of Prayer, like hunters' arrows, go to the skies that change their hue like serpents.

5 Those, Lord, who count thee as a worthless bullock, and, wealthy sinners, live on thee the Bounteous,

On fools like these no blessing thou bestowest: thou punishest the spiteful.

6 Like a fair path is he, where grass is pleasant, though hard to win, a Friend beloved most early.

Those who unharmed by enemies behold us, while they would make them bare, stood closely compassed.

7 He to whom songs of praise go forth like torrents, as rivers eddying under banks flow seaward,

The wise, the eager, closely looks upon both, the waters and the vessel.

8 So hath the Lord, great, strong and mighty, exceeding powerful, been brought hither in our praise.

May he thus lauded give us kine and horses. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.