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2 Even as it moveth near my hymn is lifted up, and all the regions come together to sing praise. 3 When striving man with man for glory they have met, brisk, measurcIess, eager for victory in fight, 4 Ye came to Bhujyu while he struggled in the flood, with flying birds, self−yoked, ye bore him to his sire 5 Asvins, the car which you had yoked for glorious show your own two voices urged directed to its goal. 6 Rebha ye saved from tyranny; for Atri's sake ye quenched with cold the fiery pit that compassed him. 7 Doers of marvels, skilful workers, ye restored Vandana, like a car, worn out with length of days. 8 Ye went to him who mourned in a far distant place, him who was left forlorn by treachery of his sire. 9 To you in praise of sweetness sang the honey−bee: Ausija calleth you in Soma's rapturous joy. 10 A horse did ye provide for Pedu, excellent, white, O ye Asvins, conqueror of combatants,

2 Like violent gusts of wind the draughts that I have drunk have lifted me 3 The draughts I drank have borne me up, as fleet−foot horses draw a car: 4 The hymn hath reached me, like a cow who lows to meet her darling calf: 5 As a wright bends a chariot−seat so round my heart I bend the hymn: 6 Not as a mote within the eye count the Five Tribes of men with me: 7 The heavens and earth themselves have not grown equal to one half of me 8 I in my grandeur have surpassed the heavens and all this spacious earth 9 Aha! this spacious earth will I deposit either here or there 10 In one short moment will I smite the earth in fury here or there: 11 One of my flanks is in the sky; I let the other trail below: 12 1, greatest of the Mighty Ones, am lifted to the firmament: 13 I seek the worshipper's abode; oblation−bearer to the Gods: