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.
भूषन्न योऽधि बभ्रूषु नम्नते वृषेव पत्नीरभ्येति रोरुवत् । ओजायमानस्तन्वश्च शुम्भते भीमो न शृङ्गा दविधाव दुर्गृभिः
He who is adorned among the brown ones, bows down; like a bull, he approaches his wives, roaring. Growing strong, his body shines; fierce as horns, he rushes, hard to seize.
स संस्तिरो विष्टिरः सं गृभायति जानन्नेव जानतीर्नित्य आ शये । पुनर्वर्धन्ते अपि यन्ति देव्यमन्यद्वर्पः पित्रोः कृण्वते सचा
He who is well-ordered and expansive gathers together, knowing as if knowing those who are always lying down; they grow again, even though they go to the divine, they make another form together for the two parents.
तमग्रुवः केशिनीः सं हि रेभिर ऊर्ध्वास्तस्थुर्मम्रुषीः प्रायवे पुनः । तासां जरां प्रमुञ्चन्नेति नानददसुं परं जनयञ्जीवमस्तृतम्
The agile ones, with flowing hair, together with their cries, have stood upright, not angry, returning for the journey; releasing their old age, they go forth, making a sound, giving birth to another living, unwearied one.
अधीवासं परि मातू रिहन्नह तुविग्रेभिः सत्वभिर्याति वि ज्रयः । वयो दधत्पद्वते रेरिहत्सदानु श्येनी सचते वर्तनीरह
He, adorned, moves around the mother, day by day, with strong powers, he goes beyond old age; bearing youth, he moves like a swan, always desiring, the eagle joins the paths.
अस्माकमग्ने मघवत्सु दीदिह्यध श्वसीवान्वृषभो दमूनाः । अवास्या शिशुमतीरदीदेर्वर्मेव युत्सु परिजर्भुराणः
Shine for us, O Agni, among the generous; like a strong bull, O house-lord, breathe forth; let the one who must dwell, the child-bearing one, not fail, but, like armor in battle, be protected.
इदमग्ने सुधितं दुर्धितादधि प्रियादु चिन्मन्मनः प्रेयो अस्तु ते । यत्ते शुक्रं तन्वो रोचते शुचि तेनास्मभ्यं वनसे रत्नमा त्वम्
O Agni, may this well-offering be dearer to you than the ill-offering; may it be more beloved to your mind; by that bright, pure radiance of yours which shines from your body, may you win treasure for us.
रथाय नावमुत नो गृहाय नित्यारित्रां पद्वतीं रास्यग्ने । अस्माकं वीराँ उत नो मघोनो जनाँश्च या पारयाच्छर्म या च
For the chariot, for the boat, and for our house, O Agni, grant us the ever-guiding, path-bearing one; for our heroes, and for our generous people, and for those who cross, grant protection, grant it.
अभी नो अग्न उक्थमिज्जुगुर्या द्यावाक्षामा सिन्धवश्च स्वगूर्ताः । गव्यं यव्यं यन्तो दीर्घाहेषं वरमरुण्यो वरन्त
May Agni, praised by us, approach with the hymn, along with Heaven and Earth and the well-praised rivers; seeking cattle and barley, with long-lasting sound, may the red ones choose the best.
बळित्था तद्वपुषे धायि दर्शतं देवस्य भर्गः सहसो यतो जनि । यदीमुप ह्वरते साधते मतिरृतस्य धेना अनयन्त सस्रुतः
That radiance, most wondrous, has been placed for the form; the brilliance of the god, of might, from whom it was born; when the thought approaches and accomplishes, the cows of truth bring forth flowing streams.
पृक्षो वपुः पितुमान्नित्य आ शये द्वितीयमा सप्तशिवासु मातृषु । तृतीयमस्य वृषभस्य दोहसे दशप्रमतिं जनयन्त योषणः
The shining one, rich in fathers, always lies down; the second is among the seven nurturing mothers; for the milking of this bull, the women generate the third, the tenfold wise one.