on your chests golden chains, O Maruts, on your chariot
gems; fiery lightnings in your fists, and golden headbands
tied round your heads. O Maruts, you shake the
red apple from the firmament, whose splendor no enemy
can touch; the hamlets bowed when the Maruts blazed,
and the pious people intoned their far-reaching shout.
O wise Maruts, let us carry off the wealth of food
which you have bestowed on us; give us, O Maruts, such
thousandfold wealth as never fails, like the star
Tishya from heaven! O Maruts, you protect our
wealth of excellent men, and the seer, clever in song;
you give to the warrior a strong horse, you make the
king to be obeyed. O you who are quickly ready
to help, I implore you for wealth whereby we may overshadow
all men, like the sky. O Maruts, be pleased with
this word of mine, and let us speed by its speed over
a hundred winters!
The chasing Maruts with gleaming spears, the golden-breasted,
have gained great strength, they move along on quick,
well-broken horses;—when they went in triumph,
the chariots followed. You have yourselves, you
know, acquired power; you shine bright and wide, you
great ones. They have even measured the sky with
their strength;—when they went in triumph,
the chariots followed. The strong heroes, born
together, and nourished together, have further grown
to real beauty. They shine brilliantly like the
rays of the sun;—when they went in triumph,
the chariots followed. Your greatness, O Maruts,
is to be honored, it is to be yearned for like the
sight of the sun. Place us also in immortality;—when
they went in triumph, the chariots followed.
O Maruts, you raise the rain from the sea, and rain
it down, O yeomen! Your milch-cows, O destroyers,
are never destroyed;—when they went in
triumph, the chariots followed. When you have
joined the deer as horses to the shafts, and have
clothed yourselves in golden garments, then, O Maruts,
you scatter all enemies;—when they went
in triumph, the chariots followed. Not mountains,
not rivers have kept you back, wherever you see, O
Maruts, there you go. You go even round heaven
and earth;—when they went in triumph, the
chariots followed. Be it old, O Maruts, or be
it new, be it spoken, O Vasus, or be it recited, you
take cognizance of it all;—when they went
in triumph, the chariots followed. Have mercy
on us, O Maruts, do not strike us, extend to us your
manifold protection. Do remember the praise,
the friendship;—when they went in triumph,
the chariots followed. Lead us, O Maruts, towards
greater wealth, and out of tribulations, when you
have been praised. O worshipful Maruts, accept
our offering, and let us be lords of treasures!
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