1. To help and favour Vatsa now, O Asvins,
come ye hitherward.
Bestow on him a dwelling spacious and secure, and keep
malignities away.
2 All manliness that is in heaven, with the
Five Tribes, or in mid-air,
Bestow, ye Asvins, upon us.
3 Remember Kanva first of all among the
singers, Asvins, who
Have thought upon your wondrous deeds.
4 Asvins, for you with song of praise this
hot oblation is effused,
This your sweet Soma juice, ye Lords of ample wealth,
through which ye think upon the foe.
5 Whatever ye have done in floods, in the
tree, Wonder-Workers, and in growing plants,
Therewith, O Asvins, succour me.
6 What force, Nasatyas, ye exert, whatever,
Gods, ye tend and heal,
This your own Vatsa gains not by his hymns alone: ye visit
him who offers gifts.
7 Now hath the Rsi splendidly thought out
the Asvins' hymn of praise.
Let the Atharvan pour the warm oblation forth, and Soma very
rich in sweets.
8 Ye Asvins, now ascend your car that
lightly rolls upon its way.
May these my praises make you speed hitherward like a cloud
of heaven.
9 When, O Nasatyas, we this day make you
speed hither with our hymns,
Or, Asvins, with our songs of praise, remember Kanya
specially.
10 As erst Kaksivan and the Rsi Vyasva, as
erst Dirghatamas invoked your presence,
Or, in the sacrificial chambers, Vainya Prthi, so be ye
mindful of us here, O Asvins.
11 Come as home-guardians, saving us from
foemen, guarding our living creatures and our bodies,
Come to the house to give us seed and offspring,
12 Whether with Indra ye be faring, Asvins,
or resting in one dwelling-place with Vayu,
In concord with the Rbhus or Adityas, or standing still in
Visnu's striding-places.
13 When I, O Asvins, call on you to-day
that I may gather strength,
Or as all-conquering might in war, be that the Asvins'
noblest grace.
14 Now come, ye Asvins, hitherward: here
are oblations set for you;
These Soma-draughts to aid Yadu and
Turvasa, these offered you mid Kaniva's Sons.
15 Whatever healing balm is yours,
Nisatyas, near or far away,
Therewith, great Sages, grant a home to Vatsa and to Vimada.
16 Together with the Goddess, with the
Asvins' Speech have I awoke.
Thou, Goddess, hast disclosed the hymn, and holy gift from
mortal men.
17 Awake the Asvins, Goddess Dawn! Up
Mighty Lady of sweet strains!
Rise, straightway, priest of sacrifice! High glory to the
gladdening draught!
18 Thou, Dawn, approaching with thy light
shinest together with the Sun,
And to this man-protecting home the chariot ofthe Asvins
comes.
19 When yellow stalks give forth the juice,
as cows from udders pour their milk,
And voices sound the song of praise, the Asvins' worshippers
show first.
20 Forward for glory and for strength,
protection that shall conquer men,
And power and skill, most sapient Ones!
21 When Asvins, worthy of our lauds, ye
seat you in the father's house.
With wisdom or the bliss ye bring.
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