सूक्त १८४

ता वामद्य तावपरं हुवेमोच्छन्त्यामुषसि वह्निरुक्थैः। नासत्या कुह चित्सन्तावर्यो दिवो नपाता सुदास्तराय॥

tā vāmadya tāvaparaṁ huvemocchantyāmuṣasi vahnirukthaiḥ | nāsatyā kuha citsantāvaryo divo napātā sudāstarāya ||

LET us invoke you both this day and after the priest is here with lauds when morn is breaking: Nasatyas, wheresoe'er ye be, Heaven's Children, for him who is more liberal than the godless.

अस्मे ऊ षु वृषणा मादयेथामुत्पणीँर्हतमूर्म्या मदन्ता। श्रुतं मे अच्छोक्तिभिर्मतीनामेष्टा नरा निचेतारा च कर्णैः॥

asme ū ṣu vṛṣaṇā mādayethāmutpaṇīrhatamūrmyā madantā | śrutaṁ me acchoktibhirmatīnāmeṣṭā narā nicetārā ca karṇaiḥ ||

With us, ye Mighty, let yourselves be joyful, glad in our stream of Soma slay the niggards. Graciously hear my hymns and invitations, marking, O Heroes, with your cars my longing.

श्रिये पूषन्निषुकृतेव देवा नासत्या वहतुं सूर्यायाः। वच्यन्ते वां ककुहा अप्सु जाता युगा जूर्णेव वरुणस्य भूरेः॥

śriye pūṣanniṣukṛteva devā nāsatyā vahatuṁ sūryāyāḥ | vacyante vāṁ kakuhā apsu jātā yugā jūrṇeva varuṇasya bhūreḥ ||

Nasatyas, Pusans, ye as Gods for glory arranged and set in order Surya's bridal. Your giant steeds move on, sprung from the waters, like ancient times of Varuna the Mighty.

अस्मे सा वां माध्वी रातिरस्तु स्तोमं हिनोतं मान्यस्य कारोः। अनु यद्वां श्रवस्या सुदानू सुवीर्याय चर्षणयो मदन्ति॥

asme sā vāṁ mādhvī rātirastu stomaṁ hinotaṁ mānyasya kāroḥ | anu yadvāṁ śravasyā sudānū suvīryāya carṣaṇayo madanti ||

Your grace be with us, ye who love sweet juices: further the hymn sung by the poet Mana, When men are joyful in your glorious actions, to win heroic strength, ye Bounteous Givers.

एष वां स्तोमो अश्विनावकारि मानेभिर्मघवाना सुवृक्ति। यातं वर्तिस्तनयाय त्मने चागस्त्ये नासत्या मदन्ता॥

eṣa vāṁ stomo aśvināvakāri mānebhirmaghavānā suvṛkti | yātaṁ vartistanayāya tmane cāgastye nāsatyā madantā ||

This praise was made, O liberal Lords, O Asvins, for you with fair adornment by the Manas. Come to our house for us and for our children, rejoicing, O Nasatyas, in Agastya.

अतारिष्म तमसस्पारमस्य प्रति वां स्तोमो अश्विनावधायि। एह यातं पथिभिर्देवयानैर्विद्यामेषं वृजनं जीरदानुम्॥

atāriṣma tamasaspāramasya prati vāṁ stomo aśvināvadhāyi | eha yātaṁ pathibhirdevayānairvidyāmeṣaṁ vṛjanaṁ jīradānum ||

We have passed o'er the limit of this darkness: our praise hath been'bestowed on you, O Asvins. Come hitherward by paths which Gods have travelled. may we find strengthening food in full abundance.