HYMN LX (60)

A prayer for perfect bodily and mental health and vigour

[1906001] May I have voice in my mouth, breath in my nostrils, sight in mine eyes, hearing in mine ears, hair that hath not turned gray, teeth free from yellowness, and much strength in mine arms.

[1906002] May I have power in my thighs, swiftness in my legs, stedfast ness in my feet.
May all my members be uninjured and my soul unimpaired.

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HYMN LXI (61)

A prayer for long life prosperity and final happiness in heaven

[1906101] May my self remain in my body: may I enjoy the full time of life, Rest thee pleasantly: pour forth abundance, purifying thyself in Svarga.

HYMN LXII (62)

A prayer for the love of Gods and men

[1906201] Make me beloved among the Gods, beloved among the Princes, make Me dear to everyone who sees, to Sudra and to Aryan man.

HYMN LXIII (63)

A prayer, with sacrifice, for long life and prosperity

[1906301] Rise up, O Brahmanaspati; awake the Gods with sacrifice.
Strengthen the Sacrificer: aid life, breath, and off spring, cattle, fame.

HYMN LXIV (64)

A prayer to Agni for children, long life, and various blessings

[1906401] For lofty Jatavedas I have brought the fuel hither first.
May he who knoweth all bestow faith and intelligence on me.

[1906402] With fuel and with flaming wood we, Jatavedas, strengthen thee; So do thou strengthen us in turn with children and with store of wealth.

[1906403] Whatever even be the logs which, Agni, we lay down for thee, propitious be it all to me: accept it, O most youthful God.

[1906404] Agni, these logs are thine: with these be, fain to burn! a flaming brand.
Vouchsafe us length of life and give us hope of immortality.

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HYMN LXV (65)

A hymn to Agni identified with the Sun

[1906501] A Golden Eagle thou hast soared with light to heaven.
Those who would harm thee as thou fliest skyward.
Beat down, O Jatavedas, with thy fury.
The strong hath feared: to heaven mount up with light, O Surya.

HYMN LXVI (66)

A hymn to Agni as the Sun

[1906601] The Asuras with iron nets, magicians, who roam about with hooks and bonds of iron, With wrath I make thy thralls, O Jatavedas.
Come as a bolt foe quelling, thousand pointed.

HYMN LXVII (67)

A prayer for long life

[1906701] A hundred autumns may we see.

[1906702] A hundred autumns may we live.

[1906703] A hundred autumns may we know.

[1906704] A hundred autumns may we grow.

[1906705] A hundred autumns may we thrive.

[1906706] A hundred autumns may we be.

[1906707] A hundred autumns may we bide.

[1906708] A hundred, yea, and even more.

HYMN LXVIII (68)

A preliminary sacrificial formula

[1906801] Both of broad and narrow I with magic power unclose the mouth. [p. 263] With these when we have raised the bunch of grass we pay the holy rites.