Sukta 46

इमा रुद्राय स्थिरधन्वने गिरः क्षिप्रेषवे देवाय स्वधाव्ने। अषाळ्हाय सहमानाय वेधसे तिग्मायुधाय भरता शृणोतु नः॥

imā rudrāya sthiradhanvane giraḥ kṣipreṣave devāya svadhāvne | aṣāḻhāya sahamānāya vedhase tigmāyudhāya bharatā śṛṇotu naḥ ||

To Rudra bring these songs, whose bow is firm and strong, the self-dependent God with swiftly- flying shafts, The Wise, the Conqueror whom none may overcome, armed with sharp-pointed weapons: may he hear our call.

स हि क्षयेण क्षम्यस्य जन्मनः साम्राज्येन दिव्यस्य चेतति। अवन्नवन्तीरुप नो दुरश्चरानमीवो रुद्र जासु नो भव॥

sa hi kṣayeṇa kṣamyasya janmanaḥ sāmrājyena divyasya cetati | avannavantīrupa no duraścarānamīvo rudra jāsu no bhava ||

He through his lordship thinks on beings of the earth, on heavenly beings through his high imperial sway. Come willingly to our doors that gladly welcome thee, and heal all sickness, Rudra., in our families.

या ते दिद्युदवसृष्टा दिवस्परि क्ष्मया चरति परि सा वृणक्तु नः। सहस्रं ते स्वपिवात भेषजा मा नस्तोकेषु तनयेषु रीरिषः॥

yā te didyudavasṛṣṭā divaspari kṣmayā carati pari sā vṛṇaktu naḥ | sahasraṁ te svapivāta bheṣajā mā nastokeṣu tanayeṣu rīriṣaḥ ||

May thy bright arrow which, shot down by thee from heaven, flieth upon the earth, pass us uninjured by. Thou, very gracious God, bast thousand medicines: inflict no evil on our sons or progeny.

मा नो वधी रुद्र मा परा दा मा ते भूम प्रसितौ हीळितस्य। आ नो भज बर्हिषि जीवशंसे यूयं पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः॥

mā no vadhī rudra mā parā dā mā te bhūma prasitau hīḻitasya | ā no bhaja barhiṣi jīvaśaṁse yūyaṁ pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ ||

Slay us not, nor abandon us, O Rudra let not thy noose, when thou art angry, seize us. Give us trimmed grass and fame among the living. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.