Containing 23 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
या ओष॑धीः॒ पूर्वा॑ जा॒ता दे॒वेभ्य॑स्त्रियु॒गं पु॒रा मनै॒ नु ब॒भ्रूणा॑म॒हं श॒तं धामा॑नि स॒प्त च॑
"HERBS that sprang up in time of old, three ages earlier than the Gods,– Of these, whose hue is brown, will I declare the hundred powers and seven."
श॒तं वो॑ अम्ब॒ धामा॑नि स॒हस्र॑मु॒त वो॒ रुहः॑ अधा॑ शतक्रत्वो यू॒यमि॒मं मे॑ अग॒दं कृ॑त
"Ye, Mothers, have a hundred homes, yea, and a thousand are your growths. Do ye who have a thousand powers free this my patient from disease."
ओष॑धीः॒ प्रति॑ मोदध्वं॒ पुष्प॑वतीः प्र॒सूव॑रीः अश्वा॑ इव स॒जित्व॑रीर्वी॒रुधः॑ पारयि॒ष्ण्वः॑
"Be glad and joyful in the Plants, both blossoming and bearing fruit, Plants that will lead us to success like mares who conquer in the race."
ओष॑धी॒रिति॑ मातर॒स्तद्वो॑ देवी॒रुप॑ ब्रुवे स॒नेय॒मश्वं॒ गां वास॑ आ॒त्मानं॒ तव॑ पूरुष
"Plants, by this name I speak to you, Mothers, to you the Goddesses: Steed, cow, and garment may I win, win back thy very self, O man."
अ॒श्व॒त्थे वो॑ नि॒षद॑नं प॒र्णे वो॑ वस॒तिष्कृ॒ता गो॒भाज॒ इत्किला॑सथ॒ यत्स॒नव॑थ॒ पूरु॑षम्
"The Holy Fig tree is your home, your mansion is the Parṇa tree: Winners of cattle shali ye be if ye regain for me this man."
यत्रौष॑धीः स॒मग्म॑त॒ राजा॑नः॒ समि॑ताविव विप्रः॒ स उ॑च्यते भि॒षग्र॑क्षो॒हामी॑व॒चात॑नः
"He who hath store of Herbs at hand like Kings amid a crowd of men,– Physician is that sage's name, fiend-slayer, chaser of disease."
अ॒श्वा॒व॒तीं सो॑माव॒तीमू॒र्जय॑न्ती॒मुदो॑जसम् आवि॑त्सि॒ सर्वा॒ ओष॑धीर॒स्मा अ॑रि॒ष्टता॑तये
"Herbs rich in Soma, rich in steeds, in nourishments, in strengthening power,– All these have I provided here, that this man may be whole again."
उच्छुष्मा॒ ओष॑धीनां॒ गावो॑ गो॒ष्ठादि॑वेरते धनं॑ सनि॒ष्यन्ती॑नामा॒त्मानं॒ तव॑ पूरुष
"The healing virtues of the Plants stream forth like cattle from the stall,– Plants that shall win me store of wealth, and save thy vital breath, O man."
इष्कृ॑ति॒र्नाम॑ वो मा॒ताथो॑ यू॒यं स्थ॒ निष्कृ॑तीः सी॒राः प॑त॒त्रिणीः॑ स्थन॒ यदा॒मय॑ति॒ निष्कृ॑थ
"Reliever is your mother's name, and hence Restorers are ye called. Rivers are ye with wings that fly: keep far whatever brings disease."
अति॒ विश्वाः॑ परि॒ष्ठाः स्ते॒न इ॑व व्र॒जम॑क्रमुः ओष॑धीः॒ प्राचु॑च्यवु॒र्यत्किं च॑ त॒न्वो॒३॒॑ रपः॑
"Over all fences have they passed, as steals a thief into the fold. The Plants have driven from the frame whatever malady was there."
यदि॒मा वा॒जय॑न्न॒हमोष॑धी॒र्हस्त॑ आद॒धे आ॒त्मा यक्ष्म॑स्य नश्यति पु॒रा जी॑व॒गृभो॑ यथा
"When, bringing back the vanished strength, I hold these herbs within my hand, The spirit of disease departs ere he can seize upon the life."
यस्यौ॑षधीः प्र॒सर्प॒थाङ्ग॑मङ्गं॒ परु॑ष्परुः ततो॒ यक्ष्मं॒ वि बा॑धध्व उ॒ग्रो म॑ध्यम॒शीरि॑व
"He through whose frame, O Plants, ye creep member by member, joint by joint,– From him ye drive away disease like some strong arbiter of strife."
सा॒कं य॑क्ष्म॒ प्र प॑त॒ चाषे॑ण किकिदी॒विना॑ सा॒कं वात॑स्य॒ ध्राज्या॑ सा॒कं न॑श्य नि॒हाक॑या
"Fly, Spirit of Disease, begone, with the blue jay and kingfisher. Fly with the wind's impetuousspeed, vanish together with the storm."
अ॒न्या वो॑ अ॒न्याम॑वत्व॒न्यान्यस्या॒ उपा॑वत ताः सर्वाः॑ संविदा॒ना इ॒दं मे॒ प्राव॑ता॒ वचः॑
"Help every one the other, lend assistance each of you to each, All of you be accordant, give furtherance to this speech of mine."
याः फ॒लिनी॒र्या अ॑फ॒ला अ॑पु॒ष्पा याश्च॑ पु॒ष्पिणीः॑ बृह॒स्पति॑प्रसूता॒स्ता नो॑ मुञ्च॒न्त्वंह॑सः
"Let fruitful Plants, and fruitless, those that blossom, and the blossomless, Urged onward by Br̥ihaspati, release us from our pain and grief;"
मु॒ञ्चन्तु॑ मा शप॒थ्या॒३॒॑दथो॑ वरु॒ण्या॑दु॒त अथो॑ य॒मस्य॒ पड्बी॑शा॒त्सर्व॑स्माद्देवकिल्बि॒षात्
"Release me from the curse's plague and woe that comes from Varuṇa; Free me from Yama's fetter, from sin and offence against the Gods."
अ॒व॒पत॑न्तीरवदन्दि॒व ओष॑धय॒स्परि॑ यं जी॒वम॒श्नवा॑महै॒ न स रि॑ष्याति॒ पूरु॑षः
"What time, descending from the sky, the Plants flew earthward, thus they spake: No evil shall befall the man whom while he liveth we pervade,"
या ओष॑धीः॒ सोम॑राज्ञीर्ब॒ह्वीः श॒तवि॑चक्षणाः तासां॒ त्वम॑स्युत्त॒मारं॒ कामा॑य॒ शं हृ॒दे
"Of all the many Plants whose King is, Soma, Plants of hundred forms, Thou art the Plant most excellent, prompt to the wish, sweet to the heart."
या ओष॑धीः॒ सोम॑राज्ञी॒र्विष्ठि॑ताः पृथि॒वीमनु॑ बृह॒स्पति॑प्रसूता अ॒स्यै सं द॑त्त वी॒र्य॑म्
"O all ye various Herbs whose King is Soma, that o'erspread the earth, Urged onward by Br̥ihaspati, combine your virtue in this Plant."
मा वो॑ रिषत्खनि॒ता यस्मै॑ चा॒हं खना॑मि वः द्वि॒पच्चतु॑ष्पद॒स्माकं॒ सर्व॑मस्त्वनातु॒रम्
"Unharmed be he who digs you up, unharmed the man for whom I dig: And let no malady attack biped or quadruped of ours."
याश्चे॒दमु॑पशृ॒ण्वन्ति॒ याश्च॑ दू॒रं परा॑गताः सर्वाः॑ सं॒गत्य॑ वीरुधो॒ऽस्यै सं द॑त्त वी॒र्य॑म्
"All Plants that hear this speech, and those that have departed far away, Come all assembled and confer your healing power upon this Herb."
ओष॑धयः॒ सं व॑दन्ते॒ सोमे॑न स॒ह राज्ञा॑ यस्मै॑ कृ॒णोति॑ ब्राह्म॒णस्तं रा॑जन्पारयामसि
"With Soma as their Sovran Lord the Plants hold colloquy and say: O King, we save from death the man whose cure a Brahman undertakes."
त्वमु॑त्त॒मास्यो॑षधे॒ तव॑ वृ॒क्षा उप॑स्तयः उप॑स्तिरस्तु॒ सो॒३॒॑ऽस्माकं॒ यो अ॒स्माँ अ॑भि॒दास॑ति
"Most excellent of all art thou, O Plant thy vassals are the trees. Let him be subject to our power, the man who seeks to injure us."