May all be sweet; may my words be sweet upon my tongue. The guardian and the protector are summoned for me, their presence called to shield and watch over. May my ears be open and well-attuned, always hearing what is auspicious and blessed; may I listen to verses that bring goodness. Let good and attentive hearing never leave me; may the eagle’s shining eye, ever watchful, remain with me. You, O altar, are revered by the sages; I bow with homage to the divine altar. May I stand at the head of wealth and at the head among equals. Let no injury or harm come to me; may my head and my guiding law be unharmed. May I not lose the Vast One or the ladle, nor the supporter and the support. May release and the moist stone not be lost to me; may the moist giver and Mātariśvan remain with me. Bṛhaspati is my soul, celebrated among men and delightful to the heart. My heart is free from distress; I am vast, like a pasture for cattle, like an ocean, firmly established in law. May I be the navel of wealth, the navel among equals. You are a seat, a vessel, immortal among mortals. Let my breath not depart from me; may my outgoing breath not abandon me. May the Sun protect the day, Agni the earth, Vāyu the atmosphere, Yama among men, Sarasvatī among earthly beings. May my breath and outgoing breath not be lost; do not cast me away among people. May I enjoy all auspicious dawns and dusks, all waters, and all gatherings. You are Śakvarī, you are cattle; may Mitra and Varuṇa never leave me. May my breath and outgoing breath remain; may Agni grant me skill. We know your origin, O sleep: you are the son of Yama, the agent, the ender, and death itself. Thus, O sleep, we recognize you—protect us from evil dreams. We know your source, O sleep: you are the child of Nirṛti, Yama’s agent, the ender and death. Thus, O sleep, we recognize you—protect us from evil dreams. We know your origin, O sleep: you are the child of Abhūti, the agent of Yama, the ender and death. Thus, O sleep, we recognize you—protect us from evil dreams. We know your origin, O sleep: you are the child of Nirbhūti, the agent of Yama, the ender and death. Thus, O sleep, we recognize you—protect us from evil dreams. We know your origin, O dream—you are the child of defeat, the agent of Yama, the Ender, and Death. Thus, O dream, we recognize you—protect us from evil dreams. We know your origin, O dream—you are the child of the offspring of the gods, the agent of Yama, the Ender, and Death. Thus, O dream, we recognize you—protect us from evil dreams. Today we have triumphed; today we are settled; today we are free from guilt. Whatever evil dream made us afraid—let it vanish away. Carry away from us all that is hateful, all that is cursed. Let it be sent to those whom we hate and who hate us. May the goddess Dawn, in harmony with Speech, and the goddess of Speech, in harmony with Dawn, be with us. May the lord of Dawn and the lord of Speech act together, and may they carry away for him those constant followers of misfortune, the swift ones of evil speech—the Kumbhikas, the Dushikas, the Piyakas. Let all evil in dreams, whether while awake or asleep, be taken away. Let the bonds of deceit, the intentions of the unwise, and the desires of the impoverished not return here. May the gods, O Agni, carry all this away for him, as a wolf carries off a cripple, not one who is worthy. With this, I strike my foe with misfortune, with ruin, with destruction, with defeat, with capture, and with darkness. With the dreadful, fierce messengers of the gods, I send him forth. I place him between the jaws of Vaiśvānara. Thus, thus, may she devour him. Whoever hates us, let his own self hate him; and whom we hate, let his own self hate him.