ऋतं देवाय कृण्वते सवित्र इन्द्रायाहिघ्ने न रमन्त आपः । अहरहर्यात्यक्तुरपां कियात्या प्रथमः सर्ग आसाम्
The waters delight in making truth for the god Savitar and for Indra, as wives rejoice for a husband. Day by day, they hasten, eager to act; their first creation was the flowing forth.
यो वृत्राय सिनमत्राभरिष्यत्प्र तं जनित्री विदुष उवाच । पथो रदन्तीरनु जोषमस्मै दिवेदिवे धुनयो यन्त्यर्थम्
She who bore him, knowing, spoke to him who would hurl the stream against Vṛtra: 'The paths are ready for him, gladly, day by day; the streams rush forth for his purpose.'
ऊर्ध्वो ह्यस्थादध्यन्तरिक्षेऽधा वृत्राय प्र वधं जभार । मिहं वसान उप हीमदुद्रोत्तिग्मायुधो अजयच्छत्रुमिन्द्रः
He stood upright in the mid-region; then he took up the weapon against Vṛtra. Clothed in mist, he approached the foe; Indra, with sharp weapons, conquered the enemy.
बृहस्पते तपुषाश्नेव विध्य वृकद्वरसो असुरस्य वीरान् । यथा जघन्थ धृषता पुरा चिदेवा जहि शत्रुमस्माकमिन्द्र
O Bṛhaspati, with your power, strike down the fierce sons of the demon as one splits a stone. As you slew the foe with daring even before, so now, O Indra, strike down our enemy.
अव क्षिप दिवो अश्मानमुच्चा येन शत्रुं मन्दसानो निजूर्वाः । तोकस्य सातौ तनयस्य भूरेरस्माँ अर्धं कृणुतादिन्द्र गोनाम्
Hurl down the stone from the sky, O you who delight in Soma, by which you crush the enemy. In the contest for offspring and abundant cattle, grant us, O Indra, a share of the cows.
प्र हि क्रतुं वृहथो यं वनुथो रध्रस्य स्थो यजमानस्य चोदौ । इन्द्रासोमा युवमस्माँ अविष्टमस्मिन्भयस्थे कृणुतमु लोकम्
You raise up the strength that you cherish; you urge on the worshipper who is in need. Indra and Soma, protect us; in this danger, make a safe place for us.
न मा तमन्न श्रमन्नोत तन्द्रन्न वोचाम मा सुनोतेति सोमम् । यो मे पृणाद्यो ददद्यो निबोधाद्यो मा सुन्वन्तमुप गोभिरायत्
Let me not say, 'Do not press Soma,' out of weariness or sloth. Let him who fills me, who gives, who understands, who comes to the Soma-presser with cows—let him be my friend.
सरस्वति त्वमस्माँ अविड्ढि मरुत्वती धृषती जेषि शत्रून् । त्यं चिच्छर्धन्तं तविषीयमाणमिन्द्रो हन्ति वृषभं शण्डिकानाम्
Sarasvatī, protect us, you who are accompanied by the Maruts, mighty, conquering enemies. Even the one who resists, striving with force, Indra strikes down—the bull among the strong.
यो नः सनुत्य उत वा जिघत्नुरभिख्याय तं तिगितेन विध्य । बृहस्पत आयुधैर्जेषि शत्रून्द्रुहे रीषन्तं परि धेहि राजन्
Whoever attacks us with hatred or seeks to harm us, strike him down with your weapon. O Bṛhaspati, conquer the enemies with your arms; O king, surround the one who wishes us harm.
अस्माकेभिः सत्वभिः शूर शूरैर्वीर्या कृधि यानि ते कर्त्वानि । ज्योगभूवन्ननुधूपितासो हत्वी तेषामा भरा नो वसूनि
With our own strong men, O hero, grant us the heroic deeds you have done. May we live long, unscathed; having slain our foes, bring us their wealth.
तं वः शर्धं मारुतं सुम्नयुर्गिरोप ब्रुवे नमसा दैव्यं जनम् । यथा रयिं सर्ववीरं नशामहा अपत्यसाचं श्रुत्यं दिवेदिवे
To you, O Maruts, I speak with praise, with song, with reverence, to the divine host. So that we may obtain wealth, all-heroic, abundant in offspring, renowned, day by day.
अस्माकं मित्रावरुणावतं रथमादित्यै रुद्रैर्वसुभिः सचाभुवा । प्र यद्वयो न पप्तन्वस्मनस्परि श्रवस्यवो हृषीवन्तो वनर्षदः
May Mitra and Varuṇa guard our chariot, together with the Ādityas, Rudras, and Vasus. When the eager ones, desiring fame, set out like birds from the nest, may they win the contest.
अध स्मा न उदवता सजोषसो रथं देवासो अभि विक्षु वाजयुम् । यदाशवः पद्याभिस्तित्रतो रजः पृथिव्याः सानौ जङ्घनन्त पाणिभिः
Then indeed, O gods united, you mounted the chariot, victorious in contests, among the peoples; when, swift as you are, you traversed the spaces with your steps, you struck the ridge of earth with your hands.
उत स्य न इन्द्रो विश्वचर्षणिर्दिवः शर्धेन मारुतेन सुक्रतुः । अनु नु स्थात्यवृकाभिरूतिभी रथं महे सनये वाजसातये
And for him, Indra, lord of all peoples, with the host of heaven and the Maruts, wise in action, follows with unfailing aids the chariot for great gain and the winning of strength.
उत स्य देवो भुवनस्य सक्षणिस्त्वष्टा ग्नाभिः सजोषा जूजुवद्रथम् । इळा भगो बृहद्दिवोत रोदसी पूषा पुरंधिरश्विनावधा पती
And for him, the god Tvaṣṭṛ, maker of the world, together with the goddesses, has yoked the chariot; Iḷā, Bhaga, Bṛhaddiva, the two worlds, Pūṣan the provider, and the Aśvins, lords of wealth, have attended.
उत त्ये देवी सुभगे मिथूदृशोषासानक्ता जगतामपीजुवा । स्तुषे यद्वां पृथिवि नव्यसा वच स्थातुश्च वयस्त्रिवया उपस्तिरे
And those two gracious goddesses, alike in form, Uṣas and Naktā, sustain all that moves; when I praise you with a new hymn, O Earth, may our generations be established in threefold order.
उत वः शंसमुशिजामिव श्मस्यहिर्बुध्न्योऽज एकपादुत । त्रित ऋभुक्षाः सविता चनो दधेऽपां नपादाशुहेमा धिया शमि
And for you, as for the priests, I proclaim the praise: Ahibudhnya, Aja Ekapad, Trita, the Ṛbhus, and Savitṛ have set for us, O swift-minded, the wise path, and the child of the waters, shining with insight, is at peace.
एता वो वश्म्युद्यता यजत्रा अतक्षन्नायवो नव्यसे सम् । श्रवस्यवो वाजं चकानाः सप्तिर्न रथ्यो अह धीतिमश्याः
These, your offerings, O worshipful ones, have been fashioned, the skilled have prepared them for the new rite; seeking glory, desiring strength, like a team of horses yoked to a chariot, let us strive with our thoughts.
अस्य मे द्यावापृथिवी ऋतायतो भूतमवित्री वचसः सिषासतः । ययोरायुः प्रतरं ते इदं पुर उपस्तुते वसूयुर्वां महो दधे
O Heaven and Earth, be supporters of my speech, which seeks the right; by whom life is carried across, for you this ancient praise is set forth, may you grant us great wealth.
मा नो गुह्या रिप आयोरहन्दभन्मा न आभ्यो रीरधो दुच्छुनाभ्यः । मा नो वि यौः सख्या विद्धि तस्य नः सुम्नायता मनसा तत्त्वेमहे
Let not the hidden foe, the destroyer of life, harm us, nor let any evil come from them; let not your friendship be withdrawn from us, may you, with kindly mind, grant us this which we seek.
अहेळता मनसा श्रुष्टिमा वह दुहानां धेनुं पिप्युषीमसश्चतम् । पद्याभिराशुं वचसा च वाजिनं त्वां हिनोमि पुरुहूत विश्वहा
With eager mind, bring us the fulfillment, as a cow yielding milk, ever nourishing, most generous; with your steps, with your voice, O much-invoked, I urge you, victorious one, to all the peoples.
राकामहं सुहवां सुष्टुती हुवे शृणोतु नः सुभगा बोधतु त्मना । सीव्यत्वपः सूच्याच्छिद्यमानया ददातु वीरं शतदायमुक्थ्यम्
I call upon Rākā, easy to invoke and well-praised; may she hear us, may the gracious one attend with her presence; may she sew together the work with an unbroken thread, may she grant a hero, a hundredfold singer of praise.
यास्ते राके सुमतयः सुपेशसो याभिर्ददासि दाशुषे वसूनि । ताभिर्नो अद्य सुमना उपागहि सहस्रपोषं सुभगे रराणा
Those fair favors of yours, O Rākā, by which you give riches to the worshipper, with those come to us today, gracious one, bestowing abundant wealth, O fortunate one.
सिनीवालि पृथुष्टुके या देवानामसि स्वसा । जुषस्व हव्यमाहुतं प्रजां देवि दिदिड्ढि नः
Sinīvālī, broad-hipped, who is the sister of the gods, accept the offering poured out; grant us offspring, O goddess, be gracious to us.
या सुबाहुः स्वङ्गुरिः सुषूमा बहुसूवरी । तस्यै विश्पत्न्यै हविः सिनीवाल्यै जुहोतन
She who has beautiful arms, lovely fingers, abundant, bearing many children, to that mistress of the house, Sinīvālī, offer the oblation.
या गुङ्गूर्या सिनीवाली या राका या सरस्वती । इन्द्राणीमह्व ऊतये वरुणानीं स्वस्तये
She who is Sinīvālī, who is Rākā, who is Sarasvatī, I call upon Indrāṇī for aid, and Varuṇānī for well-being.
आ ते पितर्मरुतां सुम्नमेतु मा नः सूर्यस्य संदृशो युयोथाः । अभि नो वीरो अर्वति क्षमेत प्र जायेमहि रुद्र प्रजाभिः
May your favor, O father of the Maruts, come to you; may you keep us from the sight of the sun's harm; may your hero protect us in battle; may we beget offspring, O Rudra, with our progeny.
त्वादत्तेभी रुद्र शंतमेभिः शतं हिमा अशीय भेषजेभिः । व्यस्मद्द्वेषो वितरं व्यंहो व्यमीवाश्चातयस्वा विषूचीः
From you, O Rudra, with your most healing remedies, may I live a hundred winters; drive away from us hatred, misfortune, and sickness, ward off all evil influences.
श्रेष्ठो जातस्य रुद्र श्रियासि तवस्तमस्तवसां वज्रबाहो । पर्षि णः पारमंहसः स्वस्ति विश्वा अभीती रपसो युयोधि
You are the best-born, O Rudra, in splendor; most powerful of the powerful, O strong-armed; deliver us from the utmost sin, grant us well-being, drive away all fear and harm from us.
मा त्वा रुद्र चुक्रुधामा नमोभिर्मा दुष्टुती वृषभ मा सहूती । उन्नो वीराँ अर्पय भेषजेभिर्भिषक्तमं त्वा भिषजां शृणोमि
May we not anger you, O Rudra, with our homage; may we not offend you, O bull, with our praise or invocation; grant us, O hero, your remedies, for I hear you are the best physician among healers.