YV 2.4i

n Let thy milk draughts, thy strength be united, The mightinesses of him who overcometh the foe; Swelling for immortality, O Soma, Place in the sky the highest glories, a He hath overcome every foe, every enemy; That Agni saith, that saith Soma too; Brhaspati, Savitr, say this of me, Pusan hath placed me in the world of good action. b When first thou didst cry on birth, Arising from the ocean or the dust, The wings of the eagle, the limbs of the gazelle, That is thy famed birth, O steed. c Thou art the back of the waters, the birthplace of Agni, The ocean swelling on either side; Growing to might [1] as the lotus flower, Do thou extend in width with the measure of heaven. d The holy power born first in the east Vena hath disclosed from the shining boundary, He hath revealed its fundamental nearest forms, The womb of being and of not being. e The golden germ first rose; Born he was the only lord of creation; He supporteth the earth and the sky; To what god shall we offer with oblation. f The drop hath fallen on the earth [2], the sky, On this seat, and on the one which was aforetime; The drop that wandereth over the third seat I offer in the seven Hotras. g Homage to the serpents Which are on the earth, The serpents in the atmosphere, in the sky, To those serpents homage. h Those that are there in the vault of the sky, Or those who are in the rays of the sun, Those whose seat is made in the waters, To those serpents honour. i Those that are the missiles of sorcerers, Or those that are among the trees, Or those that lie in the wells, To those serpents honour. a Thou art firm, supporting, unoverpowered, Well wrought by Viçvakarman; Let not the ocean smite thee, nor the eagle; Unshaking do thou make firm the earth.