दशाश्वान्दश कोशान्दश वस्त्राधिभोजना । दशो हिरण्यपिण्डान्दिवोदासादसानिषम्
Ten horses, ten chariots, ten garments, and abundant food; ten lumps of gold I obtained from Divodāsa.
दश रथान्प्रष्टिमतः शतं गा अथर्वभ्यः । अश्वथः पायवेऽदात्
Ten chariots with seats, a hundred cows, Atharvan received. Aśvatha gave to Pāyu.
महि राधो विश्वजन्यं दधानान्भरद्वाजान्सार्ञ्जयो अभ्ययष्ट
Sārñjaya bestowed upon the Bharadvājas great and all-generating wealth.
वनस्पते वीड्वङ्गो हि भूया अस्मत्सखा प्रतरणः सुवीरः । गोभिः संनद्धो असि वीळयस्वास्थाता ते जयतु जेत्वानि
O Lord of the Forest, may you be strong-limbed, our friend, a crossing, heroic. Bound with cows, be victorious; may your standing bring us success in conquest.
दिवस्पृथिव्याः पर्योज उद्भृतं वनस्पतिभ्यः पर्याभृतं सहः । अपामोज्मानं परि गोभिरावृतमिन्द्रस्य वज्रं हविषा रथं यज
From heaven and earth, raised up, from the trees, gathered together, is strength. The vigor of the waters, surrounded by cows, offer Indra's bolt, the chariot, with oblation.
इन्द्रस्य वज्रो मरुतामनीकं मित्रस्य गर्भो वरुणस्य नाभिः । सेमां नो हव्यदातिं जुषाणो देव रथ प्रति हव्या गृभाय
Indra's bolt is the front of the Maruts, the embryo of Mitra, the navel of Varuṇa. Accepting this offering, O god, take up the chariot for our oblation.
उप श्वासय पृथिवीमुत द्यां पुरुत्रा ते मनुतां विष्ठितं जगत् । स दुन्दुभे सजूरिन्द्रेण देवैर्दूराद्दवीयो अप सेध शत्रून्
Direct your breath toward the earth and the sky; let your presence be acknowledged in many places throughout the world. O drum, together with Indra and the gods, drive away enemies from afar, push them further away.
आ क्रन्दय बलमोजो न आ धा नि ष्टनिहि दुरिता बाधमानः । अप प्रोथ दुन्दुभे दुच्छुना इत इन्द्रस्य मुष्टिरसि वीळयस्व
Resound, O drum, with strength and power; strike down hardships as you thunder. Drive away misfortune, O drum; you are Indra’s fist—fall upon the wicked.
आमूरज प्रत्यावर्तयेमाः केतुमद्दुन्दुभिर्वावदीति । समश्वपर्णाश्चरन्ति नो नरोऽस्माकमिन्द्र रथिनो जयन्तु
Rise up, O drum, turn these omens back; let the drum sound forth with signs of victory. May our charioteers, with horses swift as the wind, move together; Indra, may our warriors win.
यज्ञायज्ञा वो अग्नये गिरागिरा च दक्षसे । प्रप्र वयममृतं जातवेदसं प्रियं मित्रं न शंसिषम्
With sacrifice after sacrifice, with song after song, we praise Agni for skill. We proclaim the immortal, Jātavedas, our dear friend, as Mitra is praised.
ऊर्जो नपातं स हिनायमस्मयुर्दाशेम हव्यदातये । भुवद्वाजेष्वविता भुवद्वृध उत त्राता तनूनाम्
May we serve the Son of Strength, who is to be invoked for our offerings. May he be our protector in battles, our increaser, and the guardian of our bodies.
वृषा ह्यग्ने अजरो महान्विभास्यर्चिषा । अजस्रेण शोचिषा शोशुचच्छुचे सुदीतिभिः सु दीदिहि
O Agni, you are mighty, unfading, great; you shine forth with your flame. With your ceaseless radiance, you blaze, O pure one; shine brightly with your good gifts.
महो देवान्यजसि यक्ष्यानुषक्तव क्रत्वोत दंसना । अर्वाचः सीं कृणुह्यग्नेऽवसे रास्व वाजोत वंस्व
You worship the great gods, you perform the sacred rites with wisdom and power. Draw them near, O Agni, for our help; grant us strength and bring us wealth.
यमापो अद्रयो वना गर्भमृतस्य पिप्रति । सहसा यो मथितो जायते नृभिः पृथिव्या अधि सानवि
The waters, the stones, and the forests nourish him, the embryo of immortality. He who is kindled with force is born among men, upon the surface of the earth.
आ यः पप्रौ भानुना रोदसी उभे धूमेन धावते दिवि । तिरस्तमो ददृश ऊर्म्यास्वा श्यावास्वरुषो वृषा श्यावा अरुषो वृषा
He who fills both heaven and earth with his light, who moves with smoke in the sky—he has seen through the darkness with his waves, the tawny bull among the dark ones, the tawny bull among the dark ones.
बृहद्भिरग्ने अर्चिभिः शुक्रेण देव शोचिषा । भरद्वाजे समिधानो यविष्ठ्य रेवन्नः शुक्र दीदिहि द्युमत्पावक दीदिहि
With your great flames, O Agni, with your bright radiance, O god, shine upon us. Kindled by Bharadvāja, youngest one, shine for us with brightness, shine with light, O radiant one.
विश्वासां गृहपतिर्विशामसि त्वमग्ने मानुषीणाम् । शतं पूर्भिर्यविष्ठ पाह्यंहसः समेद्धारं शतं हिमा स्तोतृभ्यो ये च ददति
You are the lord of all households, O Agni, among all people. Guard us, youngest one, from a hundred evils with your protection; grant a hundred winters to those who praise and give.
त्वं नश्चित्र ऊत्या वसो राधांसि चोदय । अस्य रायस्त्वमग्ने रथीरसि विदा गाधं तुचे तु नः
With wondrous aid, O treasure-giver, inspire us with gifts. Of this wealth, O Agni, you are the charioteer; lead us to abundance, to a secure place.
पर्षि तोकं तनयं पर्तृभिष्ट्वमदब्धैरप्रयुत्वभिः । अग्ने हेळांसि दैव्या युयोधि नोऽदेवानि ह्वरांसि च
Carry our children and descendants safely with your faultless and unfailing guides. O Agni, keep away divine anger from us, and also the offenses of the ungodly.
आ सखायः सबर्दुघां धेनुमजध्वमुप नव्यसा वचः । सृजध्वमनपस्फुराम्
Come, friends, approach the cow with abundant milk, with a new song. Set her free, let her not be restrained.
या शर्धाय मारुताय स्वभानवे श्रवोऽमृत्यु धुक्षत । या मृळीके मरुतां तुराणां या सुम्नैरेवयावरी
That fame which you, O Maruts, ever-glorious, bestow upon your troop, that undying glory which belongs to the mighty Maruts, that which is won by noble deeds—
भरद्वाजायाव धुक्षत द्विता । धेनुं च विश्वदोहसमिषं च विश्वभोजसम्
Bestow that upon Bharadvāja, twice over; the cow that yields to all, and the food that nourishes all.
तं व इन्द्रं न सुक्रतुं वरुणमिव मायिनम् । अर्यमणं न मन्द्रं सृप्रभोजसं विष्णुं न स्तुष आदिशे
I praise that Indra, wise in counsel, like Varuṇa, skilled in magic; like Aryaman, gracious, a generous giver; like Viṣṇu, I praise him, the leader.
त्वेषं शर्धो न मारुतं तुविष्वण्यनर्वाणं पूषणं सं यथा शता । सं सहस्रा कारिषच्चर्षणिभ्य आँ आविर्गूळ्हा वसू करत्सुवेदा नो वसू करत्
May the mighty troop of the Maruts, fierce and roaring, and Pūṣan, unconquered, come together by hundreds and thousands for the people. Let the hidden treasures appear among the doers of good; may he grant us wealth.
आ मा पूषन्नुप द्रव शंसिषं नु ते अपिकर्ण आघृणे । अघा अर्यो अरातयः
Come to us, Pūṣan, hasten here; listen to my praise, O radiant one. May hostile men, O noble one, not harm us.
मा काकम्बीरमुद्वृहो वनस्पतिमशस्तीर्वि हि नीनशः । मोत सूरो अह एवा चन ग्रीवा आदधते वेः
Do not, like a crow, tear up the tree, nor bring misfortune, for you are not a destroyer. Nor do the sun or even the necks of birds bear such a burden.
दृतेरिव तेऽवृकमस्तु सख्यम् । अच्छिद्रस्य दधन्वतः सुपूर्णस्य दधन्वतः
Let your friendship be unwavering, like the sight that never fails; like a full, unbroken vessel, let it remain intact.
परो हि मर्त्यैरसि समो देवैरुत श्रिया । अभि ख्यः पूषन्पृतनासु नस्त्वमवा नूनं यथा पुरा
You are beyond mortals, equal to the gods in splendor. Shine forth, Pūṣan, in our battles; protect us now as you did before.
वामी वामस्य धूतयः प्रणीतिरस्तु सूनृता । देवस्य वा मरुतो मर्त्यस्य वेजानस्य प्रयज्यवः
May your gracious, gentle impulses lead us on the right path; may the blessings of the god, of the Maruts, and of the mortal who strives, be with us.
सद्यश्चिद्यस्य चर्कृतिः परि द्यां देवो नैति सूर्यः । त्वेषं शवो दधिरे नाम यज्ञियं मरुतो वृत्रहं शवो ज्येष्ठं वृत्रहं शवः
Even in a moment, his praise reaches the sky, as the sun, the god, ascends. The Maruts have taken on fierce strength, a name worthy of worship, the greatest power for slaying Vṛtra.