69. Protect our habitation, Savitar, this day with guardian aids around, propitious, ne’er beguiled. God of the golden tongue, keep us for newest bliss: let not the evil-wisher have us in his power.
70. For you have flowed, through noble ministration, pressed by Adhvaryus, bright sweet-flavoured juices. Drive on thy team and come thou hither, Vâyu: drink for thy rapture of the sap of Soma.
71. Ye Cows, protect, etc., as in verse 14.
72. Come ye foe-slayers to the place of meeting, to the birth-places of the two great Sages, With force of intellect unto the dwelling.
73. Ye two divine Adhvaryus, etc., as in verse 33. Thou in the time of old. See, Vena.
74. Transversely was the severing line extended: was it above, or was it, haply, under? There were begetters, there were mighty forces, free action here and energy up yonder.
75. He hath filled heaven and earth and the great realm of light, when at his birth the skilful held him in their hold. He like a steed is led forth to the sacrifice, Sage, graciously inclined, that he may win us wealth.
76. Call hither with the song and lauds the two best slayers of the foe, Delighting even in our hymn.
77. All Sons of Immortality shall listen to the songs we sing, And be exceeding good to us.
78. Mine are devotions, hymns, sweet are libations. Strength stirs, and hurled forth is my rocky weapon. They call for me, for me their lauds are longing. To their libations these my Bay Steeds bear me.
79. Nothing, O Bounteous Lord, stands firm before thee: among the Gods not one is found thine equal. None born or springing into life comes near thee. Do what thou hast to do, exceeding mighty!
80. In all the worlds That was the Best and Highest whence sprang the mighty God of splendid valour. Quickly when born he overcomes his foemen, he in whom all who lend him aid are joyful.
81. May these my songs of praise exalt thee, Lord, who hast abundant wealth. Men skilled in holy hymns, pure, with the hues of fire, have sung them with their lauds to thee.
82. Good Lord of wealth is he to whom all Âryas, Dâsas here belong. E’en over unto thee, the pious Rusama Pavîru, is that wealth brought nigh.
83. He, with his might advanced by Rishis thousandfold, hath like an ocean spread himself. His majesty is praised as true at solemn rites, his power where holy singers rule.
84. Protect our habitation, Savitar, etc., as in verse 69.
85. Come, Vâyu, drawn by fair hymns, to our sacrifice that reaches heaven. Poured on the middle of the straining-cloth and dressed, this bright drink hath been offered thee.
86. Indra and Vâyu, fair to see and swift to hear, we call to us, That in assembly all, yea, all the folk may be benevolent to us and free from malady.
87. Yea, specially that mortal man hath toiled for service of the Gods, Who quickly hath brought near Mitra and Varuna to share his sacrificial gifts.
88. Approach ye, and be near to us. Drink, O ye Asvins, of the mead. Draw forth the milk, ye mighty, rich in genuine wealth! Injure us not, and come to us.
89. May Brahmanaspati draw nigh, may Sûnritâ the Goddess come, And Gods bring to our rite which gives the fivefold gift the Hero, lover of mankind.
90. Within the Waters runs the Moon, he with the beauteous wings, in heaven. To yellow-hued abundant wealth, object of many a man’s desire, loud-neighing goes the tawny Steed.
91. Singing their praise with godlike hymn let us invoke each God for grace, Each God to bring you help, each God to strengthen you.
92. Agni Vaisvânara, set in heaven, with mighty splendour hath shone forth. Increasing in his power on earth, benevolent, he quells the darkness with his light.
93. First, Indra Agni! hath this Maid come footless unto those with feet. Stretching her head and speaking loudly with her tongue, she hath gone downward thirty steps.
94. For of one spirit are the Gods with mortal man, co-sharers all of gracious gifts. May they increase our strength hereafter and to-day, providing ease and ample room.
95. Indra who quells the curse blew curses far away, and then in splendour came to us. Indra, refulgent with the Marut host! the Gods eagerly strove to win thy love.
96. To Indra, to your mighty Chief, Maruts, sing forth a mighty prayer. Let Satakratu, Vritra-slayer, kill the fiend with hundred-knotted thunderbolt.
97. Indra increased his manly strength at sacrifice, in the wild rapture of this juice; And living men to-day, even as of old, sing forth their praises to his majesty. May these. Good Lord of wealth. He with his might. Stand up erect.
