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2 Be gracious unto us, O Rudra, bring us joy: thee, Lord of Heroes, thee with reverence will we serve. 3 By worship of the Gods may we, O Bounteous One, O Rudra, gain thy grace, Ruler of valiant men. 4 Hither we call for aid the wise, the wanderer, impetuous Rudra, perfecter of sacri fice. 5 Him with the braided hair we call with reverence down, the wild−boar of the sky, the red, the dazzling 6 To him the Maruts' Father is this hymn addressed, to strengthen Rudra's might, a song more sweet than 7 O Rudra, harm not either great or small of us, harm not the growing boy, harm not the full−grown man. 8 Harm us not, Rudra, in our seed and progeny, harm us not in the living, nor in cows or steeds, 9 Even as a herdsman I have brought thee hymns of praise: O Father of the Maruts, give us happiness, 10 Far be thy dart that killeth men or cattle: thy bliss be with us, O thou Lord of Heroes. Be graci

2 Kasyapa, Rsi, lifting up thy voice with hymn−composers' lauds, 3 Seven regions have their several Suns; the ministering priests are seven; 4 Guard us with this oblation which, King Soma, hath been dressed for thee.

2 The priests beard far away, as they are ordered, serve the three Nirrtis, for well they know them. 3 The Youthful One, well−shaped, with four locks braided, brightened with oil, puts on the ordinances. 4 One of these Birds hath passed into the sea of air: thence he looks round and views this universal world. 5 Him with fair wings though only One in nature, wise singers shape, with songs, in many figures. 6 While they arrange the four and six−and−thirty, and duly order, up to twelve, the measures, 7 The Chariot's majesties are fourteen others: seven sages lead it onward with their Voices. 8 The fifteen lauds are in a thousand places that is as vast as heaven and earth in measure. 9 What sage hath learned the metres' application? Who hath gained Vak, the spirit's aim and object? 10 Yoked to his chariot−pole there stood the Coursers: they only travel round earth's farthest limits.