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1. WITH all the succours that are yours, O
Asvins, hither come to us:
Wonderful, borne on paths of gold, drink ye the meath with
Soma juice.
2 Come now, ye Asvins, on your car decked
with a sun-bright canopy,
Bountiful, with your golden forms, Sages with depth of
intellect.
3 Come hither from the Nahusas, come, drawn
by pure hymns, from mid-air.
O Asvins, drink the savoury juice shed in the Kanvas'
sacrifice.
4 Come to us hither from the heavens, come
from mid-air, well-loved by us:
Here Kanva's son hath pressed for you the pleasant meath of
Soma juice.
5 Come, Asvins, to give car to us, to drink
the Soma, Asvins, come.
Hail, Strengtheners of the praise-song speed onward, ye
Heroes, with your thoughts.
6 As, Heroes, in the olden time the Rsis
called you to their aid,
So now, O Asvins, come to us, come near to this mine eulogy.
7 Even from the luminous sphere of heaven
come to us, ye who find the light,
Carers for Vatsa, through our prayers and lauds, O yewho
hearour call.
8 Do others more than we adore the Asvins with
their hymns of praise?
The Rsi Vatsa, Kanva's son, hath magnified you with his
songs.
9 The holy singer with his hymns hath
called you, Asvins, hither-ward;
Best Vrtra-slayers, free from stain, as such bring us
felicity.
10 What time, ye Lords of ample wealth, the
Lady mounted on your car,
Then, O ye Asvins, ye attained all wishes that your hearts
desired.
11 Come thence, O Asvins, on your car that
hath a thousand ornaments:
Vatsa the sage, the sage's son, hath sung a song of sweets
to you.
12 Cheerers of many, rich in goods,
discoverers of opulence,
The Asvins, Riders through the sky, have welcomed this my
song of praise.
13 O Asvins, grant us all rich gifts
wherewith no man mav interfere.
Make us observe the stated times: give us not over to
reproach.
14 Whether, Nasatyas, ye be nigh, or
whether ye be far away,
Come thence, O Asvins, on your car that hath a thousand
ornaments.
15 Vatsa the Rsi with his songs, Nasatyas,
hath exalted you:
Grant him rich food distilling oil, graced with a thousand
ornaments.
16 Bestow on him, O Asvins, food that
strengthens, and that drops with oil,
On him who praises you for bliss, and, Lords of bounty,
prays for wealth.
17 Come to us, ye who slay the foe, Lords
of rich treasure, to this hymn.
O Heroes, give us high renown and these good things of earth
for help.
18 The Priyamedhas have invoked you with all
succours that are yours,
You, Asvins, Lords of solemn rites, with calls entreating
you to come.
19 Come to us, Asvins, ye Who bring
felicity, auspicious Ones,
To Vatsa who with prayer and hymn, lovers of song, hath
honoured you.
20 Aid us, O Heroes, for those hymns for
which ye helped GoSarya erst,
Gave Vasa, Dasavraja aid, and Kanva and Medhatithi:
21 And favoured Trasadasyu, ye Heroes, in
spoil-deciding fray:
For these, O Asvins, graciously assist us in acquiring
strength.
22 O Asvins, may pure hymns of ours, and
songs and praises, honour you:
Best slayers everywhere of foes, as such we fondly yearn for
you.
23 Three places of the Asvins, erst concealed,
are made apparent now.
Both Sages, with the flight of Law come hither unto those
who live.
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