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प्रत्यु अदर्श्यायत्युच्छन्ती दुहिता दिवः। अपो महि व्ययति चक्षसे तमो ज्योतिष्कृणोति सूनरी॥

pratyu adarśyāyatyucchantī duhitā divaḥ | apo mahi vyayati cakṣase tamo jyotiṣkṛṇoti sūnarī ||

ADVANCING, sending forth her rays, the Daughter of the Sky is seen. Uncovering, that we may see, the mighty gloom, the friendly Lady makes the light.

उदुस्रियाः सृजते सूर्यः सचाँ उद्यन्नक्षत्रमर्चिवत्। तवेदुषो व्युषि सूर्यस्य च सं भक्तेन गमेमहि॥

udusriyāḥ sṛjate sūryaḥ sacā udyannakṣatramarcivat | taveduṣo vyuṣi sūryasya ca saṁ bhaktena gamemahi ||

The Sun ascending, the refulgent Star, pours down his beams together with the Dawn. O Dawn, at thine arising, and the Sun's, may we attain the share allotted us.

प्रति त्वा दुहितर्दिव उषो जीरा अभुत्स्महि। या वहसि पुरु स्पार्हं वनन्वति रत्नं न दाशुषे मयः॥

prati tvā duhitardiva uṣo jīrā abhutsmahi | yā vahasi puru spārhaṁ vananvati ratnaṁ na dāśuṣe mayaḥ ||

Promptly we woke to welcome thee, O Usas, Daughter of the Sky, Thee, Bounteous One, who bringest all we long to have, and to the offerer health and wealth.

उच्छन्ती या कृणोषि मंहना महि प्रख्यै देवि स्वर्दृशे। तस्यास्ते रत्नभाज ईमहे वयं स्याम मातुर्न सूनवः॥

ucchantī yā kṛṇoṣi maṁhanā mahi prakhyai devi svardṛśe | tasyāste ratnabhāja īmahe vayaṁ syāma māturna sūnavaḥ ||

Thou, dawning, workest fain to light the great world, yea, heaven, Goddess! that it may be seen. We yearn to be thine own, Dealer of Wealth: may we be to this Mother like her sons.

तच्चित्रं राध आ भरोषो यद्दीर्घश्रुत्तमम्। यत्ते दिवो दुहितर्मर्तभोजनं तद्रास्व भुनजामहै॥

taccitraṁ rādha ā bharoṣo yaddīrghaśruttamam | yatte divo duhitarmartabhojanaṁ tadrāsva bhunajāmahai ||

Bring us that wondrous bounty, Dawn, that shall be famed most far away. What, Child of Heaven, thou hast of nourishment for man, bestow thou on us to enjoy.

श्रवः सूरिभ्यो अमृतं वसुत्वनं वाजाँ अस्मभ्यं गोमतः। चोदयित्री मघोनः सूनृतावत्युषा उच्छदप स्रिधः॥

śravaḥ sūribhyo amṛtaṁ vasutvanaṁ vājā asmabhyaṁ gomataḥ | codayitrī maghonaḥ sūnṛtāvatyuṣā ucchadapa sridhaḥ ||

Give to our princes opulence and immortal fame, and strength in herds of kine to us. May she who prompts the wealthy, Lady of sweet strains, may Usas dawn our foes away.