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1. WE call thee, Lord and Leader of the
heavenly hosts, the wise among the wise, the famousest of all,
The King supreme of prayers, O Brahmanaspati: hear us with
help; sit down in place of sacrifice.
2 Brhaspati, God immortal! verily the Gods
have gained from thee, the wise, a share in holy rites.
As with great light the Sun brings forth the rays of morn,
so thou alone art Father of all sacred prayer.
3 When thou hast chased away revilers and
the gloom, thou mountest the refulgent car of sacrifice;
The awful car, Brhaspati, that quells the foe, slays demons,
cleaves the stall of kine, and finds the light.
4 Thou leadest with good guidance and
preservest men; distress o'ertakes not him who offers gifts to thee.
Him who hates prayer thou punishest, Brhaspati, quelling his
wrath: herein is thy great mightiness.
5 No sorrow, no distress from any side, no
foes, no creatures double-tongued have overcome the man, -
Thou drivest all seductive fiends away from him whom,
careful guard, thou keepest Brahmanaspati.
6 Thou art our keeper, wise, preparer of our
paths: we, for thy service, sing to thee with hymns of praise.
Brhaspati, whoever lays a snare for us, him may his evil
fate, precipitate, destroy.
7 Him, too, who threatens us without
offence of ours, the evilminded, arrogant, rapacious man, -
Him turn thou from our path away, Brhaspati: give us fair
access to this banquet of the Gods.
8 Thee as protector of our bodies we
invoke, thee, saviour, as the comforter who loveth us.
Strike, O Brhaspati, the Gods' revilers down, and let not
the unrighteous come to highest bliss.
9 Through thee, kind -prosperer, O
Brahmanaspati, may we obtain the wealth of Men which all desire:
And all our enemies, who near or far away prevail against
us, crush, and leave them destitute.
10 With thee as our own rich and liberal
ally may we, Brhaspati, gain highest power of life.
Let not the guileful wicked man be lord of us:-still may we
prosper, singing goodly hymns of praise.
11 Strong, never yielding, hastening to the
battle-cry, consumer of the foe, victorious in the strife,
Thou art sin's true avenger, Brahmanaspati, who tamest e'en
the fierce, the wildly passionate.
12 Whoso with mind ungodly seeks to do us
harm, who, deeming him a man of might mid lords, would slay, -
Let not his deadly blow reach us, Brhaspati; may we
humiliate the strong ill-doer's wrath.
13 The mover mid the spoil, the winner of
all wealth, to be invoked in fight and reverently adored,
Brhaspati hath overthrown like cars of war all wicked
enemies who fain would injure us.
14 Burn up the demons with thy fiercest
flaming brand, those who have scorned thee in thy manifested might.
Show forth that power that shall deserve the hymn of praise:
destroy the evil speakers, O Brhaspati.
15 Brhaspati, that which the foe deserves
not which shines among the folk effectual, splendid,
That, Son of Law I which is with might refulgent-that
treasure wonderful bestow thou on us.
16 Give us not up to those who, foes in
ambuscade, are greedy for the wealth of him who sits at ease,
Who cherish in their heart abandonment of Gods. Brhaspati,
no further rest shall they obtain.
17 For Tvastar, he who knows each sacred
song, brought thee to life, preeminent o'er all the things that be.
Guilt-scourger, guilt-avenger is Brhaspati, who slays the
spoiler and upholds the mighty Law.
18 The mountain, for thy glory, cleft
itself apart when, Angiras! thou openedst the stall of kine.
Thoul O Brhaspati, with Indra for ally didst hurl down
water-floods which gloom had compa-sed round.
19 O Brahmanaspati, be thou controller of
this our hymn and prosper thou our children.
All that the Gods regard with love is blessed. Loud may we
speak, with heroes, in assembly.
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