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1. HEARD be our prayer! In thought I honour
Agni first: now straightway we elect this heavenly company, Indra and Vayu we
elect.
For when our latest thought is raised and on Vivasvan
centred well,
Then may our holy songs go forward on their way, our songs
as 'twere unto the Gods.
2 As there ye, Mitra, Varuna, above the
true have taken to yourselves the untrue with your mind, with wisdom's mental
energy,
So in the seats wherein ye dwell have we beheld the Golden
One,
Not with our thoughts or spirit, but with these our eyes,
yea, with the eyes that Soma gives.
3 Asvins, the pious call you with their hymns
of praise, sounding their loud song forth to you, these living men, to their
oblations, living men.
All glories and all nourishment, Lords of all wealth! depend
on you.
The fellies of your golden chariot scatter drops, Mighty
Ones! of your golden car.
4 Well is it known, O Mighty Ones: ye open
heaven; for you the chariotsteeds are yoked for morning rites, unswerving
steeds for morning rites,
We set you on the chariot-scat, ye Mighty, on the golden
car.
Ye seek mid-air as by a path that leads aright, as by a path
that leads direct.
5 O Rich in Strength, through your great
power vouchsafe us blessings day and night.
The offerings which we bring to you shall never fail, gifts
brought by us shall never fail.
6 These Soma-drops, strong Indra! drink for
heroes, poured, pressed out by pressing-stones, are welling forth for thee, for
thee the drops are welling forth.
They shall make glad thy heart to give, to give wealth great
and wonderful.
Thou who acceptest praise come glorified by hymns, come thou
to us benevolent.
7 Quickly, O Agni, hear us: magnified by us
thou shalt speck for us to the Gods adorable yea, to the Kings adorable:
When, O ye Deities, ye gave that Milch-cow to the Angirases,
They milked her: Aryaman, joined with them, did the work: he
knoweth her as well as I.
8 Ne'er may these manly deeds of yours for
us grow old, never may your bright glories fall into decay, never before our
time decay.
What deed of yours, new every age, wondrous, surpassing man,
rings forth,
Whatever, Maruts! may be difficult to gain, grant us,
whate'er is hard to gain.
9 Dadhyac of old, Anigiras, Priyamedha
these, and Kanva, Atri, Manu knew my birth, yea, tbose of ancient days and Manu
knew.
Their long line stretcheth to the Gods, our birth-connexions
are with them.
To these, for their high station, 1 bow down with song, to
Indra, Agni, bow with song.
10 Let the Invoker bless: let offerers
bring choice gifts; Brhaspati the Friend doth sacrifice with Steers, Steers
that have many an excellence.
Now with our ears we catch the sound of the press-stone that
rings afar.
The very Strong hath gained the waters by himself, the
strong gained many a resting-place.
11 O ye Eleven Gods whose home is heaven, O
ye Eleven who make earth your dwelling,
Ye who with might, Eleven, live in waters, accept this
sacrifice, O Gods, with pleasure.
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