परावतो ये दिधिषन्त आप्यम् मनुप्रीतासो जनिमा विवस्वतः । ययातेर् ये नहुष्यस्य बर्हिषि देवा आसते ते अधि ब्रुवन्तु नः ॥
parāvato ye didhiṣanta āpyam manuprītāso janimā vivasvataḥ | yayāter ye nahuṣyasya barhiṣi devā āsate te adhi bruvantu naḥ ||
May they who would assume kinship from far away, Vivasvan's generations, dearly loved of men, Even the Gods who sit upon the sacred grass of Nahusa's son Yayati, bless and comfort us.
विश्वा हि वो नमस्यानि वन्द्या नामानि देवा उत यज्ञियानि वः । ये स्थ जाता अदितेर् अद्भ्यस् परि ये पृथिव्यास् ते म इह श्रुता हवम् ॥
viśvā hi vo namasyāni vandyā nāmāni devā uta yajñiyāni vaḥ | ye stha jātā aditer adbhyas pari ye pṛthivyās te ma iha śrutā havam ||
For worthy of obeisance, Gods, are all your names, worthy of adoration and of sacrifice. Ye who were born from waters, and from Aditi, and from the earth, do ye here listen to my call.
I will rejoice in these Adityas for my weal, for whom the Mother pours forth water rich in balm, And Dyaus the Infinite, firm as a rock, sweet milk,-Gods active, strong through lauds, whose might the Bull upholds.
Looking on men, ne'er slumbering, they by their deserts attained as Gods to lofty immortality. Borne on refulgent cars, sinless, with serpents' powers, they robe them, for our welfare, in the height of heaven.
सम्राजो ये सुवृधो यज्ञम् आययुर् अपरिह्वृता दधिरे दिवि क्षयम् । तां आ विवास नमसा सुवृक्तिभिर् महो आदित्यां अदितिं स्वस्तये ॥
samrājo ye suvṛdho yajñam āyayur aparihvṛtā dadhire divi kṣayam | tāṃ ā vivāsa namasā suvṛktibhir maho ādityāṃ aditiṃ svastaye ||
Great Kings who bless us, who have come to sacrifice, who, ne'er assailed, have set their mansion in the sky, These I invite with adoration and with hymns, mighty Adityas, Aditi, for happiness.
को व स्तोमं राधति यं जुजोषथ विश्वे देवासो मनुषो यति ष्ठन । को वो ऽध्वरं तुविजाता अरं करद् यो नः पर्षद् अत्य् अंहः स्वस्तये ॥
ko va stomaṃ rādhati yaṃ jujoṣatha viśve devāso manuṣo yati ṣṭhana | ko vo 'dhvaraṃ tuvijātā araṃ karad yo naḥ parṣad aty aṃhaḥ svastaye ||
Who offereth to you the laud that ye accept, O ye All-Gods of Manu, many as ye are? Who, Mighty Ones, will prepare for you the sacrifice to bear us over trouble to felicity?
Ye to whom Manu, by seven priests, with kindled fire, offered the first oblation with his heart and soul, Vouchsafe us, ye Adityas, sheitcr free from fear, and make us good and easy paths to happiness.
ya īśire bhuvanasya pracetaso viśvasya sthātur jagataś ca mantavaḥ | te naḥ kṛtād akṛtād enasas pary adyā devāsaḥ pipṛtā svastaye ||
Wise Deities, who have dominion o'er the world, ye thinkers over all that moves not and that moves, Save us from uncommitted and committed sin, preserve us from all sin to-day for happiness.
In battles we invoke Indra still swift to hear, and all the holy Host of Heaven who banish grief, Agni, Mitra, and Varuna that we may gain, Dyays, Bhaga, Maruts, Prthivi for happiness:
Mightily-saving Earth, incomparable Heaven the good guide Aditi who gives secure defense The well-oared heavenly Ship that lets no waters in, free from defect, will we ascend for happiness.
viśve yajatrā adhi vocatotaye trāyadhvaṃ no durevāyā abhihrutaḥ | satyayā vo devahūtyā huvema śṛṇvato devā avase svastaye ||
Bless us, all Holy Ones, that we may have your help, guard and protect us from malignant injury. With fruitful invocation may we call on you, Gods, who give ear to us for grace, for happiness.
Keep all disease afar and sordid sacrifice, keep off the wicked man's malicious enmity. Keep far away from us all hatred, O ye Gods, and give us ample shelter for our happiness.
अरिष्टः स मर्तो विश्व एधते प्र प्रजाभिर् जायते धर्मणस् परि । यम् आदित्यासो नयथा सुनीतिभिर् अति विश्वानि दुरिता स्वस्तये ॥
ariṣṭaḥ sa marto viśva edhate pra prajābhir jāyate dharmaṇas pari | yam ādityāso nayathā sunītibhir ati viśvāni duritā svastaye ||
Untouched by any evil, every mortal thrives, and, following the Law, spreads in his progeny. Whom ye with your good guidance, O Adityas, lead safely through all his pain and grief to happiness.
That which ye guard and grace in battle, O ye Gods, ye Maruts, where the prize is wealth, where heroes win, That conquering Car, O Indra, that sets forth at dawn, that never breaks, may we ascend for happiness.
Vouchsafe us blessing in our paths and desert tracts, blessing in waters and in battle, for the light; Blessing upon the wombs that bring male children forth, and blessing, O ye Maruts, for the gain of wealth.
स्वस्तिर् इद् धि प्रपथे श्रेष्ठा रेक्णस्वत्य् अभि या वामम् एति । सा नो अमा सो अरणे नि पातु स्वावेशा भवतु देवगोपा ॥
svastir id dhi prapathe śreṣṭhā rekṇasvaty abhi yā vāmam eti | sā no amā so araṇe ni pātu svāveśā bhavatu devagopā ||
The noblest Svasti with abundant riches, who comes to what is good by distant pathway,- May she at home and far away preserve us, and dwell with us under the Gods' protection
Thus hath the thoughtful sage, the son of Plati, praised you, O Aditi and all Adityas, Men are made rich by those who are Immortal: the Heavenly Folk have been extolled by Gaya.