HYMN LXXXII. Savitar.

1. WE crave of Savitar the God this treasure much to be enjoyed.

The best, all-yielding, conquering gift of Bhaga we would gladly win.

2 Savitar's own supremacy, most glorious and beloved of all,

No one diminisheth in aught.

3 For Savitar who is Bhaga shall send riches to his worshipper.

That wondrous portion we implore.

4 Send us this day, God Savitar, prosperity with progeny.

Drive thou the evil dream away.

5 Savitar, God, send far away all sorrows and calamities,

And send us only what is good.

6 Sinless in sight of Aditi through the God Savitar's influence,

May we obtain all lovely things.

7 We with our hymns this day elect the general God, Lord of the good,

Savitar whose decrees are true.

8 He who for ever vigilant precedes these Twain, the Day and Night,

Is Savitar the thoughtful God.

9 He who gives glory unto all these living creatures with the song,

And brings them forth, is Savitar.