1 O BRĀHMAṆASPATI, make him who presses Soma glorious, Even Kakṣīvān Auśija. 2 The rich, the healer of disease, who giveth wealth, increaseth store, The prompt,—may he be with us still. 3 Let not the foeman's curse, let not a mortal's onslaught fall on us Preserve us, Brahmaṇaspati. 4 Ne’er is the mortal hero harmed whom Indra, Brahmaṇaspati, And Soma graciously inspire. 5 Do, thou, O Brahmaṇaspati, and Indra, Soma, Dakṣiṇā, Preserve that mortal from distress. 6 To the Assembly's wondrous Lord, to Indra's lovely Friend who gives Wisdom, have I drawn near in prayer. 7 He without whom no sacrifice, e’en of the wise man, prospers; he Stirs up the series of thoughts. 8 He makes the oblation prosper, he promotes the course of sacrifice: Our voice of praise goes to the Gods. 9 I have seen Narāśaṁsa, him most resolute, most widely famed, As ’twere the Household Priest of heaven.
Bibliography: Rigveda, translated by Ralph Thomas Hotchkin Griffith, (1896)
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