उदीर्ध्वं जीवो असुर्न आगादप प्रागात्तम आ ज्योतिरेति । आरैक्पन्थां यातवे सूर्यायागन्म यत्र प्रतिरन्त आयुः
Rise up, the living one has come, the sun has ascended, the darkness has departed, the light advances. The path is made clear for the sun to travel; we have come to where life is renewed.
स्यूमना वाच उदियर्ति वह्नि स्तवानो रेभ उषसो विभातीः । अद्या तदुच्छ गृणते मघोन्यस्मे आयुर्नि दिदीहि प्रजावत्
The inspired one raises his voice with praise, the singer exults at the shining dawns. Today, O generous one, shine forth for the one who praises; grant us a long life filled with offspring.
या गोमतीरुषसः सर्ववीरा व्युच्छन्ति दाशुषे मर्त्याय । वायोरिव सूनृतानामुदर्के ता अश्वदा अश्नवत्सोमसुत्वा
Those Dawns, rich in cattle and full of heroes, shine forth for the worshipping mortal. Like the gifts of the wind, their blessings are abundant; may they grant horses and the enjoyment of Soma.
माता देवानामदितेरनीकं यज्ञस्य केतुर्बृहती वि भाहि । प्रशस्तिकृद्ब्रह्मणे नो व्युच्छा नो जने जनय विश्ववारे
Mother of the gods, face of Aditi, sign of the sacrifice, great one, shine forth. Creator of praise for the priest, dawn for us; grant offspring to our people, O all-encompassing one.
यच्चित्रमप्न उषसो वहन्तीजानाय शशमानाय भद्रम् । तन्नो मित्रो वरुणो मामहन्तामदितिः सिन्धुः पृथिवी उत द्यौः
Whatever splendid gift you bring, O Dawns, for the knowing and the longing one, may Mitra, Varuna, Aditi, the river, the earth, and the sky not withhold it from us.
इमा रुद्राय तवसे कपर्दिने क्षयद्वीराय प्र भरामहे मतीः । यथा शमसद्द्विपदे चतुष्पदे विश्वं पुष्टं ग्रामे अस्मिन्ननातुरम्
To Rudra, the mighty, with braided hair, the one who brings prosperity to his people, we offer our prayers, so that he may bring peace to all—two-footed and four-footed—in this community, and keep all nourished and free from harm.
मृळा नो रुद्रोत नो मयस्कृधि क्षयद्वीराय नमसा विधेम ते । यच्छं च योश्च मनुरायेजे पिता तदश्याम तव रुद्र प्रणीतिषु
Be gracious to us, O Rudra, make us happy; to the one who brings prosperity to his people, we offer worship with reverence. Whatever favor Manu, our father, sought and obtained, may we enjoy that through your guidance, O Rudra.
अश्याम ते सुमतिं देवयज्यया क्षयद्वीरस्य तव रुद्र मीढ्वः । सुम्नायन्निद्विशो अस्माकमा चरारिष्टवीरा जुहवाम ते हविः
May we obtain your good will through our worship, O Rudra, giver of prosperity, most gracious. Bringing us happiness, keep our households safe; we offer you this oblation for protection.
त्वेषं वयं रुद्रं यज्ञसाधं वङ्कुं कविमवसे नि ह्वयामहे । आरे अस्मद्दैव्यं हेळो अस्यतु सुमतिमिद्वयमस्या वृणीमहे
We call upon Rudra, fierce, wise, and helpful in sacrifice, for aid. May the divine wrath be far from us; we choose his good favor and kindness.
दिवो वराहमरुषं कपर्दिनं त्वेषं रूपं नमसा नि ह्वयामहे । हस्ते बिभ्रद्भेषजा वार्याणि शर्म वर्म च्छर्दिरस्मभ्यं यंसत्
We call with reverence upon the boar of the sky, the red one with braided hair, fierce in form. Holding healing remedies in his hand, may he grant us shelter, armor, and protection.
इदं पित्रे मरुतामुच्यते वचः स्वादोः स्वादीयो रुद्राय वर्धनम् । रास्वा च नो अमृत मर्तभोजनं त्मने तोकाय तनयाय मृळ
This word is spoken to the father of the Maruts, sweet and sweeter still, a growth for Rudra. Grant us, immortal, mortal food; be gracious to us, for ourselves, for our children and descendants.
मा नो महान्तमुत मा नो अर्भकं मा न उक्षन्तमुत मा न उक्षितम् । मा नो वधीः पितरं मोत मातरं मा नः प्रियास्तन्वो रुद्र रीरिषः
Do not harm our great one, nor our little one, do not harm our growing one, nor our grown one. Do not slay our father or our mother; Rudra, do not injure our beloved bodies.
मा नस्तोके तनये मा न आयौ मा नो गोषु मा नो अश्वेषु रीरिषः । वीरान्मा नो रुद्र भामितो वधीर्हविष्मन्तः सदमित्त्वा हवामहे
Do not injure our offspring, our children, our life; do not harm us among cattle or horses. Rudra, do not slay our heroes, renowned one; we who offer oblations continually call upon you.
उप ते स्तोमान्पशुपा इवाकरं रास्वा पितर्मरुतां सुम्नमस्मे । भद्रा हि ते सुमतिर्मृळयत्तमाथा वयमव इत्ते वृणीमहे
Like a herdsman, I bring you praises; grant us, father of the Maruts, your favor. Your benevolent thought is truly auspicious and most merciful; thus we choose you alone.
आरे ते गोघ्नमुत पूरुषघ्नं क्षयद्वीर सुम्नमस्मे ते अस्तु । मृळा च नो अधि च ब्रूहि देवाधा च नः शर्म यच्छ द्विबर्हाः
Let your favor be far from the slayer of cattle and the slayer of men, O lord of heroes; let your kindness be with us. Be gracious to us and speak for us, O god; grant us your protection, mighty one.
अवोचाम नमो अस्मा अवस्यवः शृणोतु नो हवं रुद्रो मरुत्वान् । तन्नो मित्रो वरुणो मामहन्तामदितिः सिन्धुः पृथिवी उत द्यौः
We have spoken reverence to him, our helper; let Rudra, accompanied by the Maruts, hear our call. May Mitra, Varuna, not harm us, nor Aditi, the river, the earth, nor the sky.
चित्रं देवानामुदगादनीकं चक्षुर्मित्रस्य वरुणस्याग्नेः । आप्रा द्यावापृथिवी अन्तरिक्षं सूर्य आत्मा जगतस्तस्थुषश्च
The brilliant visage of the gods has arisen, the eye of Mitra, Varuna, and Agni. It has filled the heavens, earth, and atmosphere; the sun is the soul of all that moves and stands.
सूर्यो देवीमुषसं रोचमानां मर्यो न योषामभ्येति पश्चात् । यत्रा नरो देवयन्तो युगानि वितन्वते प्रति भद्राय भद्रम्
The sun, shining, approaches the goddess Dawn, like a young man approaches a woman from behind. There, men, worshipping the gods, extend the yokes, each for good, for goodness.
भद्रा अश्वा हरितः सूर्यस्य चित्रा एतग्वा अनुमाद्यासः । नमस्यन्तो दिव आ पृष्ठमस्थुः परि द्यावापृथिवी यन्ति सद्यः
The sun's horses are auspicious, tawny, and splendid, easy to guide. Bowing, they ascend the back of the sky; swiftly they traverse heaven and earth.
तत्सूर्यस्य देवत्वं तन्महित्वं मध्या कर्तोर्विततं सं जभार । यदेदयुक्त हरितः सधस्थादाद्रात्री वासस्तनुते सिमस्मै
That is the divinity of the sun, that its greatness, stretched in the midst of the maker's work. When its tawny horses are yoked from the seat, night spreads its garment for him.
तन्मित्रस्य वरुणस्याभिचक्षे सूर्यो रूपं कृणुते द्योरुपस्थे । अनन्तमन्यद्रुशदस्य पाजः कृष्णमन्यद्धरितः सं भरन्ति
On the lap of the sky, the sun makes the form of Mitra and Varuna visible. One strength is endless and shining, another is dark; the tawny ones carry both.
अद्या देवा उदिता सूर्यस्य निरंहसः पिपृता निरवद्यात् । तन्नो मित्रो वरुणो मामहन्तामदितिः सिन्धुः पृथिवी उत द्यौः
Today, O gods, at the rising of the sun, protect us from sin, from fault. May Mitra, Varuna, not harm us, nor Aditi, the river, the earth, nor the sky.
नासत्याभ्यां बर्हिरिव प्र वृञ्जे स्तोमाँ इयर्म्यभ्रियेव वातः । यावर्भगाय विमदाय जायां सेनाजुवा न्यूहतू रथेन
To the two Asvins I spread my praises like a seat, as the wind spreads clouds. They brought the wife for the child, for joy, with their chariot, as comrades in battle.
वीळुपत्मभिराशुहेमभिर्वा देवानां वा जूतिभिः शाशदाना । तद्रासभो नासत्या सहस्रमाजा यमस्य प्रधने जिगाय
With swift-footed, golden horses, or with the gods' helpers, ever victorious, the ass of the Asvins won a thousand in the contest of Yama.
तुग्रो ह भुज्युमश्विनोदमेघे रयिं न कश्चिन्ममृवाँ अवाहाः । तमूहथुर्नौभिरात्मन्वतीभिरन्तरिक्षप्रुद्भिरपोदकाभिः
Tugra called upon the Asvins to rescue Bhujyu in distress, as none else could. You carried him with your own ships, crossing the atmosphere, with waterless vessels.
तिस्रः क्षपस्त्रिरहातिव्रजद्भिर्नासत्या भुज्युमूहथुः पतंगैः । समुद्रस्य धन्वन्नार्द्रस्य पारे त्रिभी रथैः शतपद्भिः षळश्वैः
Three nights, three times, with flying steeds, O Asvins, you carried Bhujyu, like birds, across the ocean's expanse, to the far shore, with three chariots, a hundred wheels, six horses.
अनारम्भणे तदवीरयेथामनास्थाने अग्रभणे समुद्रे । यदश्विना ऊहथुर्भुज्युमस्तं शतारित्रां नावमातस्थिवांसम्
In a place without support, you showed your strength, in a place without foundation, at the edge of the ocean. When you, Asvins, carried Bhujyu to safety, he boarded a ship with a hundred oars.
यमश्विना ददथुः श्वेतमश्वमघाश्वाय शश्वदित्स्वस्ति । तद्वां दात्रं महि कीर्तेन्यं भूत्पैद्वो वाजी सदमिद्धव्यो अर्यः
The Asvins gave a white horse to Yama, to the one with many horses, for lasting welfare. That gift of yours is great and worthy of praise; the noble one, always to be invoked, is a winner of prizes.
युवꣳ नरा स्तुवते पज्रियाय कक्षीवते अरदतम् पुरꣳधिम् । कारोतराच् छफाद् अश्वस्य वृष्णः शतꣳ कुम्भाꣳ असिञ्चतꣳ सुरायाः
You two heroes, for Pajriya and Kakṣīvat, broke open the treasure; you made a hundred jars of strong drink flow from the hoof of the mighty horse.
हिमेनाग्निꣳ घ्रꣳसम् अवारयेथाम् पितुमतीम् ऊर्जम् अस्मा अधत्तम् । ऋबीसे अत्रिम् अश्विनावनीतम् उन् निन्यथुः सर्वगणꣳ स्वस्ति
With cold you protected the fire, you bestowed nourishing strength upon him; for the helpless Atri, O Aśvins, you brought up the entire company to safety.