Thou art our All-Seeing and Friend: deal food to us, O Wondrous, as Dispenser.

HYMN CXLVIII. The Mighty.

1 When we have pressed the juice we laud Thee, O Mighty One, and when, Most Valorous, we have won the booty,

Bring us prosperity, as each desires it: under Thine own protection may we conquer.

2 Sublime from birth, mayst Thou, O Hero, with the sun overcome the races of the oppressors.

As by a fountain's side, we bring the juice that lay concealed, close-hidden in the waters.

3 Answer the votary's hymns, for these Thou knowest, craving the seers' prayer, Thyself a Singer.

May we be they who take delight in these offerings: these with sweet food for Thee, O Chariot-rider.

4 These holy prayers, O Mighty One, have I sung Thee: grant to the men the strength of men, Thou Hero.

Be of one mind with those in whom Thou joyest: keep Thou the singers safe and their companions.

5 Listen to Prthi's call, heroic Lord, and be Thou lauded by the hymns of Venya,

Him who hath sung Thee to Thine oil-rich dwelling, whose rolling songs have sped Thee like a torrent.

HYMN CXLIX. The Light-giver.

1 The Light-giver fixed the earth with bands to bind it, and made heaven steadfast where no prop supported.

He milked, as 'twere a restless courser, air, sea bound fast to what no foot had trodden.

2 Well knoweth the Light-giver, O Child of the Waters, where ocean, firmly fixed, o'erflowed its limit.

Thence sprang the world, from that uprose the region: thence heaven spread out and the wide earth expanded.

3 Then, with a full crowd of deathless beings, this other realm came later, high and holy.

First, verily, the strong-pinioned eagle was born: and he obeys His law for ever.

4 As warriors to their steeds, kine to their village, as fond milk-giving cows approach their youngling,

As man to wife, let the Light-giver come downward to us, heaven's bearer, Lord of every blessing.

5 Like the Angirasa Hiranyastupa, I call Thee to this achievement:

So worshipping and lauding Thee for favour I watch for Thee as for the stalk of life.

HYMN CL. The Radiant.

1 Thou, bearer of offerings, though kindled, art kindled for the righteous. With the bountiful come to us: to show us favour come to us.

2 Come hither and accept with joy this worship and hymn of ours.

O kindled Light, we mortals are invoking Thee, calling on Thee to show us grace.

3 I laud Thee, Knower of all, Lord of all blessings, with my song.

Bring hitherward the righteous whose Laws we love, whose laws we love, to show us grace.

4 The Radiant was made the great High Priest of the righteous, seers have kindled the light, men of mortal mould.

I invoke Him for winning ample wealth, kindly disposed for winning wealth.

5 Atri and Bharadvaja and Gavisthira, Kanva and Trasadasyu, in our fight He helped.

On the Lord calls Vasistha, even the household priest, the household priest to win His grace.

HYMN CLI. Faith.

1 By faith is the fire kindled, through faith is the offering made. We celebrate with praises faith upon the height of happiness.

2 Bless Thou the man who gives, O Lord; bless the man who fain would give.

Bless Thou the liberal worshippers: bless Thou the word that I have said.

3 Even as the righteous maintained faith in the mighty, so make this uttered wish of mine true for the liberal worshippers.

4 Guarded by the wind, the righteous and men who worship draw near to faith. Man winneth faith by yearnings of the heart, and opulence by faith.

5 Faith in the early morning, faith at noonday will we invoke, faith at the setting of the sun. O Lord, endow us with belief.

HYMN CLII. The Mighty.

1 A mighty Governor art Thou, Wondrous, Destroyer of the foe, whose friend is never done to death, and never, never overcome.

2 Lord of the clan, who brings us bliss, Strong, Warrior, Slayer of the fiend,

May the Mighty One go before us, Bull who gives us peace.

3 Drive the wicked and foes away, break Thou in pieces the foe's jaws:

O Slayer of the foe, quell the foeman's wrath who threatens us.

4 O Mighty One, beat our foes away, humble the men who challenge us:

Send down to nether darkness him who seeks to do us injury.

5 Baffle the foeman's plan, ward off his weapon who would conquer us.

Give shelter from his furious wrath, and keep his murdering dart afar.

HYMN CLIII. The Mighty.

1 Swaying about, the active ones came nigh to the Mighty at His coming, and shared His great heroic might.

2 Based upon strength and victory and power, O Mighty One, is Thy rule:

Thou, Mighty One, art strong indeed.

3 Thou art the Slayer of the foe, Thou hast spread the firmament:

Thou hast with might upheld the heavens.

4 Thou bearest in Thine arms the lightning that accords with Thee,

Whetting Thy thunderbolt with might.

5 Thou art pre-eminent over all creatures in Thy might:

Thou hast pervaded every place with Thy power.

HYMN CLIV. The Life to Come.

1 For some is the offering purified, some sit by sacrificial oil: To those for whom the sweetness flows forth, even to those let him depart.

2 Invincible through fervour, those whom fervour hath advanced to heaven,

Who showed great fervour in their lives, even to those let him depart.

3 The heroes who contend in war and boldly cast their lives away,

Or who give gifts thousandfold, even to those let him depart.

4 Yea, the first followers of Law, Law's pure and holy strengtheners,

The forefathers, fervour-moved, even to those let him depart.

5 Skilled in a thousand ways and means, the sages who protect the light,

The seers, fervour-moved, even to those let him depart.

HYMN CLVI. The Radiant.

1 Let songs of ours speed the Lord's light forth like a fleet courser in the race, and we will win each prize through Him.

2 O Lord, the dart whereby we gain kine for ourselves with help from Thee,

That send us for the gain of wealth.

3 O Lord, bring us wealth secure, vast wealth in horses and in kine:

Oil the socket, turn the wheel.

4 O Lord, Thou hast made the sun, eternal star, to mount the sky,

Bestowing light on living men.

5 Thou art the people's light, best, dearest, seated in Thy shrine:

Watch for the singer, give him life.

HYMN CLVII. All the Powers.

1 We will, with the Mighty and all the righteous to aid us, bring these existing worlds into subjection.

2 Our worship, our bodies, and our offspring, let the Mighty form together with the bountiful.

3 With the bountiful, with the band of storm-winds, may the Mighty be Protector of our bodies.

4 As when the righteous came, after they had slaughtered the oppressors, keeping safe their godly nature,

5 Brought the sun hitherward with mighty powers, and looked about them on their vigorous faith.

HYMN CLVIII. The Sun.

1 May the sun, God's sign, guard us out of heaven, and the wind from the firmament, and the fire from terrestrial spots.

2 Thou Light-giver whose flame deserves a hundred offerings, be Thou pleased:

From failing lightning keep us safe.

3 May the Light-giver and may the mountain also give us sight;

May the Creator give us sight.

4 Give sight unto our eye, give Thou our bodies sight that they may see:

May we survey, discern this world.

5 Thus, O Lord, may we look on Thy sign, on the sun most lovely to behold,

See clearly with the eyes of men.

HYMN CLX. The Mighty.

1 Taste this strong draught enriched with offered viands: with all Thy chariot here unyoke Thy coursers.

Let not those other worshippers stay Thee, O Mighty One: these offerings shed for Thee are ready.

2 Thine is the juice effused, Thine are the juices yet to be pressed: our resonant songs invite Thee.

O Mighty One, pleased to-day with this offering, come, Thou who knowest all, and accept it.

3 Whoso, devoted to the Lord, effuses the offering for Him with yearning heart and spirit,

Never doth the Mighty give away his cattle: for him He makes the lovely gift famous.

4 He looks with loving favour on the mortal who, like a rich man, pours for Him the offering.

The Bountiful in His bended arm supports him: He slays, unasked, the men who hate devotion.

5 We call on Thee to come to us, desirous of goods and spoil, of cattle, and of horses.

For Thy new love and favour are we present: let us invoke Thee, Mighty One, as our welfare.

HYMN CLXI. For Healing.

1 For life I set thee free by this offering from the unknown decline and from consumption;

Or, if the grasping demon have possessed him, free him from her, O Mighty One, thou and the Radiant.

2 Be his days ended, be he now departed, be he brought very near to death already,

Out of destruction's lap again I bring him, save him for life to last a hundred autumns.

3 With hundred-eyed offering, hundred-autumned, bringing a hundred lives, have I restored him,

That the Lord for a hundred years may lead him safe to the farther shore of all misfortune.

4 Live, waxing in thy strength, a hundred autumns, live through a hundred springs, a hundred winters.

Through hundred-lived offering may the Lord, the Radiant, the Lord of Prayer, the Light-giver yield him for a hundred!

5 So have I found and rescued thee; thou hast returned with youth renewed.

Whole in thy members! I have found thy sight and all thy life for thee.

HYMN CLXII. Protection of the Mother and Child.

1 May the Radiant, yielding to our prayer, the destroyer of evil, drive away the malady of evil name that hath beset thy labouring womb.