Plain text of Book The Eighth · HYMN XC. Various
1 Yea, specially that mortal man hath toiled for service of God, Who hath been drawn near by God's grace to share his gifts of charity.
2 Supreme in sovereign power, far-sighted, Chief and King, most swift to hear from far away,
Wondrously He set all in motion as with arms, in company with the sun's beams.
4 He whom no man may question, none may summon back, who stands not still for colloquy-
From hostile clash keep us safe this day: keep us in safety with Thine arms.
5 To the Noble One and the Friend sing a reverent song, O pious one,
A pleasant hymn that shall protect, to the All-Seeing: sing forth a laud unto the King.
7 My songs are lifted up, and acts most splendid are to be performed.
Come hither, O Lord, with accordant mind, to meet and to enjoy my gifts.
8 Lord of great wealth, when we invoke Thy bounty which no demon checks,
Furthering our eastward-offered praise, come, Chief whom Jamadagni lauds!
9 Come, O Lord of the winds, drawn by fair hymns, to our devotion that reaches heaven.
Poured on the middle of the straining-cloth, and cooked, this bright drink hath been offered thee.
10 He comes by straightest paths, as ministering Priest, to taste the sacrificial gifts.
Then, Lord of harnessed teams, I drink of the twofold draught, bright Soma mingled with the milk.
11 Verily, O Lord, Thou art great who madest the Sun; truly Thou art great.
As Thou art great indeed, Thy greatness is admired: yea, verily, Thou, God, art great.
12 Yea, Thou art great in fame, evermore, O God, art great.
By Thy greatness the sun is a divine, far-spread, unconquerable light.
13 She yonder, the Dawn, bending lowly down, clothed in red hues and rich in rays,
Is seen, advancing as it were with various tints, amid the ten surrounding arms.
15 To folk who understand will I proclaim it-injure not the cow, the sinless.