1. THAT mighty
eye of Varuna and Mitra, infallible and dear, is moving upward.
The pure and lovely face of
holy Order hath shone like gold of heaven in its arising.
2 The Sage who
knows these Gods' three ranks and orders, and all their generations near and
distant,
Beholding good and evil acts of
mortals, Sura marks well the doing of the pious.
3 I praise you
Guards of mighty Law eternal, Aditi, Mitra, Varuna, the noble,
Aryaman, Bhaga, all whose
thoughts are faithful: hither I call the Bright who share in common.
4 Lords of the
brave, infallible, foe-destroyers, great Kings, bestowers of fair homes to
dwell in,
Young, Heroes, ruling heaven
with strong dominion, Adityas, Aditi I seek with worship.
5 O Heaven our
Father, Earth our guileless Mother, O Brother Agni, and ye Vasus, bless us.
Grant us, O Aditi and ye
Adityas, all of one mind, your manifold protection.
6 Give us not
up to any evil creature, as spoil to wolf or she-wolf, O ye Holy.
For ye are they who guide
aright our bodies, ye are the rulers of our speech and vigour.
7 Let us not
suffer for the sin of others, nor do the deed which ye, O Vasus, punish.
Ye, Universal Gods! are
all-controllers: may he do harm unto himself who hates Me.
8 Mighty is
homage: I adopt and use it. Homage hath held in place the earth and heaven.
Homage to Gods! Homage commands
and rules them. I banish even committed sin by homage
9 You
Furtherers of Law, pure in your spirit, infallible, dwellers in the home of
Order,
To you all Heroes mighty and far-seeing
I bow me down, O Holy Ones, with homage.
10 For these
are they who shine with noblest splendour; through all our troubles these
conduct us safely -
Varuna, Mitra, Agni, mighty
Rulers, trueminded, faithful to the hymn's controllers.
11 May they,
Earth, Aditi, Indra, Bhaga, Pusan increase our laud, increase the Fivefold
people.
Giving good help, good refuge,
goodly guidance, be they our good deliverers, good protectors.
12 Come now, O
Gods, to your celestial station: the Bharadvajas' priest entreats your favour.
He, sacrificing, fain for
wealth, hath honoured the Gods vath those who sit and share oblations.
13 Agni, drive
thou the wicked foe, the evil-hearted thief away,
Far, far, Lord of the brave I
and give us easy paths.
14 Soma, these
pressing-stones have called aloud to win thee for our Friend.
Destroy the greedy Pani, for a
wolf is he.
15 Ye, O most
bountiful, are they who, led by Indra, seek the sky.
Give us good paths for travel:
guard us ivell at home.
16 Now have we
entered on the road that leads to bliss, without a foe,
The road whereon a man escapes
all enemies and gathers wealth.
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