Containing 7 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
धृत॑व्रता॒ आदि॑त्या॒ इषि॑रा आ॒रे मत्क॑र्त रह॒सूरि॒वागः॑ शृ॒ण्व॒तो वो॒ वरु॑ण॒ मित्र॒ देवा॑ भ॒द्रस्य॑ वि॒द्वाँ अव॑से हुवे वः
"UPHOLDERS of the Law, ye strong Âdityas, remove my sin like her who bears in secret. You, Varuṇa, Mitra and all Gods who listen, I call to help me, I who know your goodness."
यू॒यं दे॑वाः॒ प्रम॑तिर्यू॒यमोजो॑ यू॒यं द्वेषां॑सि सनु॒तर्यु॑योत अ॒भि॒क्ष॒त्तारो॑ अ॒भि च॒ क्षम॑ध्वम॒द्या च॑ नो मृ॒ळय॑ताप॒रं च॑
"Ye, Gods, are providence and ye are power: remove ye utterly all those who hate us. As givers of good things deal with us kindly: this day be gracious to us and hereafter."
किमू॒ नु वः॑ कृणवा॒माप॑रेण॒ किं सने॑न वसव॒ आप्ये॑न यू॒यं नो॑ मित्रावरुणादिते च स्व॒स्तिमि॑न्द्रामरुतो दधात
"What service may we do you with our future, what service, Vasus, with our ancient friendship? O Aditi, and VaruVa and Mitra, Indra and Maruts, make us well and happy."
ह॒ये दे॑वा यू॒यमिदा॒पयः॑ स्थ॒ ते मृ॑ळत॒ नाध॑मानाय॒ मह्य॑म् मा वो॒ रथो॑ मध्यम॒वाळृ॒ते भू॒न्मा यु॒ष्माव॑त्स्वा॒पिषु॑ श्रमिष्म
"Ye, O ye Gods, are verily our kinsmen as such be kind to me who now implore you. Let not your car come slowly to our worship: of kinsmen such as you ne'er let us weary."
प्र व॒ एको॑ मिमय॒ भूर्यागो॒ यन्मा॑ पि॒तेव॑ कित॒वं श॑शा॒स आ॒रे पाशा॑ आ॒रे अ॒घानि॑ देवा॒ मा माधि॑ पु॒त्रे विमि॑व ग्रभीष्ट
"I singly have sinned many a sin against you, and ye chastised me as a sire the gambler. Far be your nets, far, Gods, be mine offences: seize me not like a bird upon her offspring."
अ॒र्वाञ्चो॑ अ॒द्या भ॑वता यजत्रा॒ आ वो॒ हार्दि॒ भय॑मानो व्ययेयम् त्राध्वं॑ नो देवा नि॒जुरो॒ वृक॑स्य॒ त्राध्वं॑ क॒र्ताद॑व॒पदो॑ यजत्राः
"Turn yourselves hitherward this day, ye Holy, that fearing in my heart I may approach you. Protect us, God; let not the wolf destroy us. Save us, ye Holy, from the pit and falling."
माहं म॒घोनो॑ वरुण प्रि॒यस्य॑ भूरि॒दाव्न॒ आ वि॑दं॒ शून॑मा॒पेः मा रा॒यो रा॑जन्त्सु॒यमा॒दव॑ स्थां बृ॒हद्व॑देम वि॒दथे॑ सु॒वीराः॑
"May I not live, O Varuṇa, to witness my wealthy, liberal, dear friend's destitution. King, may I never lack well-ordered riches. Loud may we speak, with heroes, in assembly."