1. Be, like thyself, O Indra,
strong for our delight: here lauded, aid us, Maghavan, drinker of the juice.
Savitar with the Gods protect us: hear ye
Twain. We ask for freedom and complete felicity.
2 Bring swift, for offering,
the snare that suits the time, to the pure-drinker Vayu, roaring as he goes,
To him who hath approached the draught of
shining milk. We ask for freedom and complete felicity.
3 May Savitar the God send us
full life, to each who sacrifices, lives aright and pours the juice
That we with simple hearts may wait upon the
Gods. We ask for freedom and complete felicity.
4 May Indra evermore be
gracious unto us, and may King Soma meditate our happiness,
Even as men secure the comfort of a friend. We
ask for freedom and complete felicity.
5 Indra hath given the body
with its song and strength: Brhaspati, thou art the lengthener of life.
The sacrifice is Manu, Providence, our Sire. We
ask for freedom and complete felicity.
6 Indra possesseth might
celestial nobly formed: the singer in the hotise is Agni, prudent Sage.
lie is the sacrifice in synod, fair, most near.
We ask for freedom and complete felicity,
7 Not often have we sinned
against you secretly, nor, Vasus, have we openly provoked the Gods.
Not one of its, ye Gods, hath worn an alien
shape. We ask for freedom and complete felicity.
8 May Savitar remove from us
our malady, and may the Mountains keep it far away from where
The press-stone as it sheds the meath rings
loudly forth. We ask for freedom and complete felicity.
9 Ye Vasus, let the stone, the
presser stand erect: avert all enmities and keep them far remote.
Our guard to be adored is Savitar this God. We
ask for freedom and complete felicity.
10 Eat strength and fatness in
the pasture, kine, who are balmed at the reservoir and at the seat of Law.
So let your body be our body's medicine. We ask
for freedom and complete felicity.
11 The singer fills the
spirit: all mens, love hath he. Indra takes kindly care of those who pour the
juice.
For his libation is the heavenly udder full. We
ask for freedom and complete felicity.
12 Wondrous thy spirit-filling
light, triumpliant; thy hosts save from decay and are resistless.
The pious votary by straightest pathway speeds
to possess the best of all the cattle.
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