प्र सु ज्येष्ठं निचिराभ्यां बृहन्नमो हव्यं मतिं भरता मृळयद्भ्यां स्वादिष्ठं मृळयद्भ्याम् । ता सम्राजा घृतासुती यज्ञेयज्ञ उपस्तुता । अथैनोः क्षत्रं न कुतश्चनाधृषे देवत्वं नू चिदाधृषे
Now, with reverence, let us bring the highest, the ancient, the great praise, the offering, the prayer to the gracious two, the most delightful to the gracious two. Those two sovereigns, rich in ghee, worthy of sacrifice, praised at the rite—no one can overcome their power, not from anywhere; even now, no one can overcome their divinity.
अदर्शि गातुरुरवे वरीयसी पन्था ऋतस्य समयंस्त रश्मिभिश्चक्षुर्भगस्य रश्मिभिः । द्युक्षं मित्रस्य सादनमर्यम्णो वरुणस्य च । अथा दधाते बृहदुक्थ्यं वय उपस्तुत्यं बृहद्वयः
The broad path has been seen, the most spacious way, the path of truth, which they measured with the rays, with the rays of Bhaga's vision. The shining seat of Mitra, of Aryaman, and of Varuṇa. Then they establish the great hymn, the praise, the great strength to be praised.
ज्योतिष्मतीमदितिं धारयत्क्षितिं स्वर्वतीमा सचेते दिवेदिवे जागृवांसा दिवेदिवे । ज्योतिष्मत्क्षत्रमाशाते आदित्या दानुनस्पती । मित्रस्तयोर्वरुणो यातयज्जनोऽर्यमा यातयज्जनः
They uphold the radiant, immortal Aditi, the earth full of light; they watch, day by day, ever wakeful, day by day. The Ādityas, lords of gifts, possess the radiant power; Mitra and Varuṇa guide the people, Aryaman guides the people.
अयं मित्राय वरुणाय शंतमः सोमो भूत्ववपानेष्वाभगो देवो देवेष्वाभगः । तं देवासो जुषेरत विश्वे अद्य सजोषसः । तथा राजाना करथो यदीमह ऋतावाना यदीमहे
May this Soma, most pleasant in the libations, be auspicious for Mitra and Varuṇa, the god without misfortune among the gods. May all the gods together enjoy him today. So may you two kings act, as we desire, in accordance with truth, as we desire.
यो मित्राय वरुणायाविधज्जनोऽनर्वाणं तं परि पातो अंहसो दाश्वांसं मर्तमंहसः । तमर्यमाभि रक्षत्यृजूयन्तमनु व्रतम् । उक्थैर्य एनोः परिभूषति व्रतं स्तोमैराभूषति व्रतम्
Whoever, among men, worships Mitra and Varuṇa, let him, blameless, be protected from harm, the worshipper, the mortal from harm. Aryaman guards him, following the straight path, according to the law. With hymns he adorns their ordinance, with praises he adorns their ordinance.
नमो दिवे बृहते रोदसीभ्यां मित्राय वोचं वरुणाय मीळ्हुषे सुमृळीकाय मीळ्हुषे । इन्द्रमग्निमुप स्तुहि द्युक्षमर्यमणं भगम् । ज्योग्जीवन्तः प्रजया सचेमहि सोमस्योती सचेमहि
Homage to the great heaven, to the two worlds; I will speak to Mitra, to Varuṇa, the gracious, the most gracious. Praise Indra and Agni, the shining Aryaman, Bhaga. May we live long with offspring, may we be united with the help of Soma.
ऊती देवानां वयमिन्द्रवन्तो मंसीमहि स्वयशसो मरुद्भिः । अग्निर्मित्रो वरुणः शर्म यंसन्तदश्याम मघवानो वयं च
With the aid of the gods, may we, endowed with Indra's might, be glorious with the Maruts. May Agni, Mitra, Varuṇa grant us shelter; may we, O generous ones, and our offspring, attain it.
सुषुमा यातमद्रिभिर्गोश्रीता मत्सरा इमे सोमासो मत्सरा इमे । आ राजाना दिविस्पृशास्मत्रा गन्तमुप नः । इमे वां मित्रावरुणा गवाशिरः सोमाः शुक्रा गवाशिरः
Gladly come with the stones, you who seek the cows; these Somas are eager, these Somas are eager. O kings, reaching to the sky, come to us, come near. These bright Somas with the cow's milk are for you, Mitra and Varuṇa, bright Somas with the cow's milk.
इम आ यातमिन्दवः सोमासो दध्याशिरः सुतासो दध्याशिरः । उत वामुषसो बुधि साकं सूर्यस्य रश्मिभिः । सुतो मित्राय वरुणाय पीतये चारुरृताय पीतये
These drops, the Somas, pressed with curd, are coming to you; pressed with curd. And the dawns awaken you together with the rays of the sun. The pressed Soma is for Mitra and Varuṇa to drink, lovely, for the righteous to drink.
तां वां धेनुं न वासरीमंशुं दुहन्त्यद्रिभिः सोमं दुहन्त्यद्रिभिः । अस्मत्रा गन्तमुप नोऽर्वाञ्चा सोमपीतये । अयं वां मित्रावरुणा नृभिः सुतः सोम आ पीतये सुतः
That cow, as it were, your morning draught, they milk with the stones, they milk Soma with the stones. Come to us, come near, for the drinking of Soma. This pressed Soma, O Mitra and Varuṇa, is for you to drink, pressed by men.
प्रप्र पूष्णस्तुविजातस्य शस्यते महित्वमस्य तवसो न तन्दते स्तोत्रमस्य न तन्दते । अर्चामि सुम्नयन्नहमन्त्यूतिं मयोभुवम् । विश्वस्य यो मन आयुयुवे मखो देव आयुयुवे मखः
The greatness of Pūṣan, nobly born, is proclaimed; his might does not fail, his praise does not fail. I sing, seeking his favor, his help, the bringer of happiness, who has turned the thoughts of all, the god who has turned the thoughts of all.
प्र हि त्वा पूषन्नजिरं न यामनि स्तोमेभिः कृण्व ऋणवो यथा मृध उष्ट्रो न पीपरो मृधः । हुवे यत्त्वा मयोभुवं देवं सख्याय मर्त्यः । अस्माकमाङ्गूषान्द्युम्निनस्कृधि वाजेषु द्युम्निनस्कृधि
I call you, Pūṣan, swift as a chariot, with praises; make us pass safely as the camel passes through difficulties. When I call you, bringer of happiness, god, as a friend, O mortal, make our songs glorious in contests, make them glorious in contests.
यस्य ते पूषन्सख्ये विपन्यवः क्रत्वा चित्सन्तोऽवसा बुभुज्रिर इति क्रत्वा बुभुज्रिरे । तामनु त्वा नवीयसीं नियुतं राय ईमहे । अहेळमान उरुशंस सरी भव वाजेवाजे सरी भव
In whose friendship, O Pūṣan, the wise, by their will, have found support, by their will they have found support. To that ever-fresh company of yours for wealth we call. Be gracious, far-seeing one, be our companion in every contest, be our companion in every contest.
अस्या ऊ षु ण उप सातये भुवोऽहेळमानो ररिवाँ अजाश्व श्रवस्यतामजाश्व । ओ षु त्वा ववृतीमहि स्तोमेभिर्दस्म साधुभिः । नहि त्वा पूषन्नतिमन्य आघृणे न ते सख्यमपह्नुवे
O Ajāśva, we approach you for favor, eager for your renowned gifts; with excellent hymns we praise you, O mighty one. O Pūṣan, I do not disregard you, nor deny your friendship, O radiant one.
अस्तु श्रौषट् पुरो अग्निं धिया दध आ नु तच्छर्धो दिव्यं वृणीमह इन्द्रवायू वृणीमहे । यद्ध क्राणा विवस्वति नाभा संदायि नव्यसी । अध प्र सू न उप यन्तु धीतयो देवाँ अच्छा न धीतयः
Let it be heard: we place Agni at the forefront with our thought; now we choose that divine protection, we choose Indra and Vāyu. When you two move at the navel of the dawn, granting new gifts, then let our prayers come forth to the gods, let our prayers reach the gods.
यद्ध त्यन्मित्रावरुणावृतादध्याददाथे अनृतं स्वेन मन्युना दक्षस्य स्वेन मन्युना । युवोरित्थाधि सद्मस्वपश्याम हिरण्ययम् । धीभिश्चन मनसा स्वेभिरक्षभिः सोमस्य स्वेभिरक्षभिः
When you, Mitra and Varuṇa, act according to your will, restraining falsehood with your own anger, with your own wisdom, then in your abode we behold the golden radiance, with our thoughts and minds, with our own senses, with the senses of Soma.
युवां स्तोमेभिर्देवयन्तो अश्विनाश्रावयन्त इव श्लोकमायवो युवां हव्याभ्यायवः । युवोर्विश्वा अधि श्रियः पृक्षश्च विश्ववेदसा । प्रुषायन्ते वां पवयो हिरण्यये रथे दस्रा हिरण्यये
To you two, Ashvins, the worshippers raise hymns, as if proclaiming your praise; to you two, offerings are brought. All your splendors and riches, O all-knowing ones, are spread forth; your golden horses sprinkle you with dew, O wondrous ones, in your golden chariot.
अचेति दस्रा व्यु नाकमृण्वथो युञ्जते वां रथयुजो दिविष्टिष्वध्वस्मानो दिविष्टिषु । अधि वां स्थाम वन्धुरे रथे दस्रा हिरण्यये । पथेव यन्तावनुशासता रजोऽञ्जसा शासता रजः
You two, wondrous ones, traverse the sky swiftly; your chariot-yoked horses are harnessed among the heavenly paths. Upon your golden chariot, O wondrous ones, you stand in the seat; like travelers guided along the road, you move swiftly, guiding the path.
शचीभिर्नः शचीवसू दिवा नक्तं दशस्यतम् । मा वां रातिरुप दसत्कदा चनास्मद्रातिः कदा चन
With your powers, grant us favor day and night, O Ashvins, most helpful. May your generosity never depart from us, may our share never be taken away.
वृषन्निन्द्र वृषपाणास इन्दव इमे सुता अद्रिषुतास उद्भिदस्तुभ्यं सुतास उद्भिदः । ते त्वा मन्दन्तु दावने महे चित्राय राधसे । गीर्भिर्गिर्वाह स्तवमान आ गहि सुमृळीको न आ गहि
O mighty Indra, with strong hands, these Soma juices, pressed from the stones and bursting forth, are for you, pressed and bursting forth. Let them delight you for the burning, for the splendid reward. Come, praised with songs, O singer, come kindly to us.
ओ षू णो अग्ने शृणुहि त्वमीळितो देवेभ्यो ब्रवसि यज्ञियेभ्यो राजभ्यो यज्ञियेभ्यः । यद्ध त्यामङ्गिरोभ्यो धेनुं देवा अदत्तन । वि तां दुह्रे अर्यमा कर्तरी सचाँ एष तां वेद मे सचा
O Agni, listen to us; you are invoked and speak to the gods, to the worshipful kings, to the worshipful kings. When the gods gave the cow to the Angiras, Aryaman milked it out with the cutting tool; he knows it, he knows it with me.
मो षु वो अस्मदभि तानि पौंस्या सना भूवन्द्युम्नानि मोत जारिषुरस्मत्पुरोत जारिषुः । यद्वश्चित्रं युगेयुगे नव्यं घोषादमर्त्यम् । अस्मासु तन्मरुतो यच्च दुष्टरं दिधृता यच्च दुष्टरम्
Let not your heroic deeds pass us by, let your ancient glories always be ours, nor let your wrath fall upon us, nor let your wrath fall upon us. Whatever is wonderful, new in every age, immortal in sound, let that be ours, O Maruts, and whatever is hard to overcome, let that be ours, whatever is hard to overcome.
दध्यङ्ह मे जनुषं पूर्वो अङ्गिराः प्रियमेधः कण्वो अत्रिर्मनुर्विदुस्ते मे पूर्वे मनुर्विदुः । तेषां देवेष्वायतिरस्माकं तेषु नाभयः । तेषां पदेन मह्या नमे गिरेन्द्राग्नी आ नमे गिरा
Dadhyaṅ, my ancestor, was an Angiras; Priyamedha, Kaṇva, Atri, Manu—they knew, my ancestors Manu knew. Among the gods are their descendants, among them are our kin. By their path I bow, by my song I bow to Indra and Agni.
होता यक्षद्वनिनो वन्त वार्यं बृहस्पतिर्यजति वेन उक्षभिः पुरुवारेभिरुक्षभिः । जगृभ्मा दूरआदिशं श्लोकमद्रेरध त्मना । अधारयदररिन्दानि सुक्रतुः पुरू सद्मानि सुक्रतुः
Let the priest offer the sacrifice, let the desired gifts be won; Bṛhaspati sacrifices, Vena with bulls, with many bulls. We have grasped the distant sign, the song from the mountain, with our own strength. The wise one has established the dwellings, the wise one many dwellings.
ये देवासो दिव्येकादश स्थ पृथिव्यामध्येकादश स्थ । अप्सुक्षितो महिनैकादश स्थ ते देवासो यज्ञमिमं जुषध्वम्
You gods who are eleven in heaven, eleven on earth, eleven in the waters, mighty ones, you gods, accept this sacrifice.
वेदिषदे प्रियधामाय सुद्युते धासिमिव प्र भरा योनिमग्नये । वस्त्रेणेव वासया मन्मना शुचिं ज्योतीरथं शुक्रवर्णं तमोहनम्
For the altar, for the beloved, for the radiant one, bring forth the seat for Agni as one would bring a foundation; as with a garment, clothe the pure one with your mind, the chariot of light, bright in color, dispelling darkness.
अभि द्विजन्मा त्रिवृदन्नमृज्यते संवत्सरे वावृधे जग्धमी पुनः । अन्यस्यासा जिह्वया जेन्यो वृषा न्यन्येन वनिनो मृष्ट वारणः
The twice-born, threefold, is purified; in the year it grows, eaten again. With the tongue of another, the bull is praised; with another's voice, the offering is cleansed.
कृष्णप्रुतौ वेविजे अस्य सक्षिता उभा तरेते अभि मातरा शिशुम् । प्राचाजिह्वं ध्वसयन्तं तृषुच्युतमा साच्यं कुपयं वर्धनं पितुः
Black and white, the two mothers stir for him; both cross over, the mothers nurture the child. With forward-pointing tongue, shining, flowing, the companion, the heap, the father's nourishment grows.
मुमुक्ष्वो मनवे मानवस्यते रघुद्रुवः कृष्णसीतास ऊ जुवः । असमना अजिरासो रघुष्यदो वातजूता उप युज्यन्त आशवः
Desiring release for Manu, for the offspring of Manu, swift and dark, black and white, they drive forth. Unresting, quick, swift-moving, wind-driven, the steeds are harnessed.
आदस्य ते ध्वसयन्तो वृथेरते कृष्णमभ्वं महि वर्पः करिक्रतः । यत्सीं महीमवनिं प्राभि मर्मृशदभिश्वसन्स्तनयन्नेति नानदत्
From you, shining, they move forth, seeking increase; the black cloud, the great form, they have made. When it touches the earth, the expanse, it resounds, breathing, thundering, it roars.