May all binding curses be lifted, and may I be freed from the wrath of Varuṇa and the fetters of Yama, released from every divine offense that holds me. O Thirst, remover of thirst, sever this burning need as surely as those who have done wrong are bound—so, let this thirst be bound away from the one who is afflicted. You are both thirst and its remedy, poison and its antidote; as a rope is loosened from a bull, so release me from these bonds. To you, I offer from my very sides, from my heart, and from the shining brightness of my mouth—all your radiance I return to you. Let diseases depart from me, and let evil words be driven away. May Agni consume the harmful, and may Soma remove all malevolence. Let the evil mark that clings to me fall away and perish utterly. With an iron brand, I join that mark to my enemy, not to myself. Whatever misfortune, poverty, or ill-will has fallen upon me—like a creeper slipping from a tree—O Savitar, golden-handed bestower of wealth, carry it far away from us. Countless forms of misfortune are born with every mortal, entwined with body and life; among them, we drive away the most sinful, the most ruinous—O Jātavedas, grant us what is auspicious. With these words, I separate out misfortune as one sorts cows in a herd; let auspicious fortunes remain and delight here, and let the most wicked ones depart from us. Homage to Rūrā, to the one who moves, to the impeller, to the bold; homage to the cold one, the fulfiller of ancient desires. Whoever, on any day, approaches this frog—let him come, even if he is without vows. Come, Indra, with your delightful tawny horses adorned like peacocks; let no one restrain you, let no binders hold you back—come straight as an arrow, come to us. I cover your vital spots with armor; may Soma, the king, anoint you with immortality. May Varuṇa make you broad-chested, and may the gods grant you victory and rejoice in you. Homage to Death, the Ender. May your breaths and out-breaths remain here; may this person stay with life, in the portion of the Sun, in the world of immortality. May Bhaga lift him up, may radiant Soma raise him, may the Maruts, the gods, and Indra and Agni bring him well-being. Here is your breath, your life, your mind; we reclaim you from the snares of Nirṛti by the words of the gods. Rise up, O person, do not follow the path of death; do not go to the broad house, do not leave this world or the sight of Agni and the Sun. May the wind blow for you, O Mātariśvan; may the immortal waters rain upon you; may the Sun shine well-being upon your body; may Death be merciful—do not go away. I make for you a path for returning, a boat for living, and skill for your vigor. Ascend this immortal, pleasant chariot, and speak with a clear voice. Let your mind not wander, let it not vanish; do not leave the living, do not go to the ancestors—may all the gods protect you here. Do not yearn for those who have departed, those who lead to distant realms. Ascend from darkness into light—come, we take your hands. The black and the spotted dogs, Yama’s messengers who guard the road—come this way, do not scatter, do not stand apart with a turned mind. Do not go on that dreadful path, the one they led before—I warn you. O person, do not follow that way; beyond it lies fear, but here, safety awaits you. May the fires in the waters protect you, may the fire kindled by men shield you; may Vaiśvānara, Jātavedas, protect you, and may the divine not drive you away with lightning. Let not the flesh-eater harm you; may you be guarded from the one who brings distress. May the sky, the earth, and the sun protect you; may the moon and the midspace defend you from divine weapons. May wakefulness and alertness keep you safe; may dreamless and undisturbed sleep shelter you. May the guardian and the watchful one stand by you. May they protect and guard you; to them, we offer salutations and gifts. May Vāyu, Indra, Dhātṛ, and Savitṛ, the preserver, grant you life among the living. Let not your breath or strength depart; we call your vital spirit back. Let not the demon Jambha, nor crushing force, nor darkness harm you; let not your tongue stray to the sacrificial grass. May the Ādityas and Vasus support you, and may Indra and Agni bring you well-being. May the sky, the earth, and Prajāpati uphold you; may the plants and queen Soma fill you with life, far from death. Let this person remain among the gods, not go to the other world. With a thousandfold strength, we lift him away from death. May you be filled with life, far from death; may the vital airs and nourishment breathe into you. Let not the one with disheveled hair, nor the wailing messenger of evil, seize you. I have brought you back, I have found you; you have returned, renewed. All your limbs, your sight, your life—I have restored them to you. The light has arisen, and darkness has departed from you. We cast away death, destruction, and disease from you. Take hold of this draught of immortality; let old age, though biting, not cut you down. I bring back your breath and your life; do not go into the realm of darkness, do not vanish away. Come near the light of the living; I lead you back for a hundred autumns. Releasing the nooses of death and misfortune, I set before you a longer span of life. From the wind I have restored your breath, from the sun your sight. I hold your mind within you—know together with your limbs, speak with your tongue. With your breath, I strengthen you as fire is kindled among bipeds and quadrupeds. Salutation to you, O Death, for vision; I have made offering to your breath. Let this one live, let him not die; we send him forth with breath. I prepare a remedy for him—O Death, do not slay this man. I call upon the living, the undying, the living plants—those that protect, endure, and are mighty—here, for the safety of this man.