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Hymn 67 · Ādityas

1Now pray we to these Ksatriyas, to the Ādityas for their aid,     These who are gracious to assist.

2May Mitra bear us o’er distress, and Varuṇa and Aryaman,     Yea, the Ādityas, as they know.

3For wonderful and meet for praise is these Ādityas’ saving help     To him who offers and prepares.

4The mighty aid of you, the Great, Varuṇa, Mitra, Aryaman,     We claim to be our sure defence.

5Guard us, Ādityas, still alive, before the deadly weapon strike:     Are yc not they who hear our call?

6What sheltering defence ye have for him who toils in pouring gifts,     Graciously bless ye us therewith.

7Ādityas, Gods, from sorrow there is freedom; for the sinless, wealth,     O ye in whom no fault is seen.

8Let not this fetter bind us fast: may he release us for success;     For strong is Indra and renowned.

9O Gods who fain would lend your aid, destroy not us as ye destroy     Your enemies who go astray.

10And thee too, O Great Aditi, thee also, Goddess, I address,     Thee very gracious to assist.

11Save us in depth and shallow from the foe, thou Mother of Strong Sons     Let no one of our seed be harmed.

12Far-spread! wide-ruling! grant that we, unharmed by envy, may expand     Grant that our progeny may live.

13Those who, the Princes of the folk, in native glory, ne’er deceived,     Maintain their statutes, void of guile—

14As such, from mouth of ravening wolves, O ye Ādityas, rescue us,     Like a bound thief, O Aditi.

15Ādityas, let this arrow, yea, let this malignity depart     From us or e’er it strike us dead.

16For, Bountiful Ādityas, we have evermore enjoyed your help,     Both now and in die days of old.

17To every one, O ye Most Wise, who turneth even from sin to you,     Ye Gods vouchsafe that he may live.

18May this new mercy profit us, which, ye Ādityas, frees like one,     Bound from his bonds, O Aditi.

19O ye Ādityas, this your might is not to be despised by us:     So be ye graciously inclined.

20Let not Vivasvān's weapon nor the shaft, Ādityas, wrought with skill,     Destroy us ere old age be nigh.

21On every side dispel all sin, Ādityas, all hostility,     Indigence, and combined attack.