SUKLA YAJUR VEDA
SWEET with the sweet, I sprinkle thee with Soma, strong with the strong, the nectar with the nectar, The honey sweet with what is sweet as honey.
Soma art thou.
Get dressed for the Asvins.
Get dressed for Sarasvati.
Get dressed for Indra the Good Deliverer.
Hence pour ye forth the flowing juice, Soma, best Sacrificial food.
He who, man s friend, hath run within the waters hath with the pressing stones poured out the Soma.
Purified by Vayu s strainer, Soma that has passed away forward is Indra s proper friend.
Purified by Vayu s strainer, Soma that has passed away backward is Indra s proper friend.
By means of this eternal sieve may Surya s Daughter purify The Soma that flows forth from thee.
Soma with Wine, pressed; filtered for the banquet, cleanses priest, noble, brilliancy and vigour.
God, with the Bright give Deities enjoyment: give food with flavour to the Sacrificer.
What then? As men whose fields are full of barley, etc.
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Taken upon a base art thou.
I take thee for the Asvin Pair.
Thee for Sarasvati.
Thee for Indra the Good Deliverer.
This is thy home.
For splendour thee.
Thee for mans’ vigour.
Thee for strength.
For each of you is made a God appointed place: so grant to me a portion in the highest sphere.
Sura the strong art thou.
This here is Soma.
Entering thine own place do me no mischief.
Taken upon a base art thou.
Splendour of Asvins, Sarasvati s manly vigour, might of Indra.
This is thy home.
I take thee for enjoyment.
I take thee for delight, take thee for greatness.
Thou art lustre: give me lustre, Thou art manly vigour: give me manly vigour.
Thou art strength: give me strength.
Thou art energy: give me energy.
Thou art passion: Give me passion.
Thou art conquering might: give me conquering might.
My she, Vishuchika, who guards these two, the tiger and the wolf, The lion and the winged hawk, may she guard this man from distress.
When, a delighted boy, I bruised my mother as I sucked her breast,
Free from my debt, O Agni, I become thereby.
My parents are by me unharmed.
United are ye all: with bliss unite me.
Parted are ye, keep me apart from evil.
The Asvins, the Physicians, Gods, stretched out the healing sacrifice, Sarasvati with speech was a Physician, all with heroic powers investing Indra.
Symbols of Diksha are grass buds, of Prayaniya sprouts of corn, Of Soma purchasing fried grains are symbols, Soma shoots and meath.
atithya s sign is Masara, the Gharma s symbol Nagnahu.
Three nights with Sura poured, this is the symbol of the Upasads.
Emblem of purchased Soma is Parisrut, foaming drink effused: Indra s balm milked for Indra by the Asvins and Sarasvati.
The Sacrificer s seat is the throne s symbol, the jar containing Sura of the Altar.
The mid space is the northern Altar s symbol: the cloth for filtering is the physician.
Altar by Altar is produced, power, holy grass by holy grass.
The stake is by the stake obtained, by Agni Agni carried forth.
The Asvins are the Soma store, Sarasvati the sacred hearth.
For Indra formed is Indra s seat, the Matrons Hall, the house lord s fire.
Orders he gains by orders, by apris apris of sacrifice, Post offerings by fore offerings, and by calls of Vashat ahutis.
By victims he gains victims, by ground rice cakes sacrificial food, By metres kindling verses, and Vashat calls by Inviting prayers.
Grain roasted, gruel, barley meal, grains of rice roasted, milk and curd Are types of Soma: mingled milk, sweet whey, of sacrificial food.
Type of parched corn is jujube fruit; wheat of the roasted grains of rice; Jujube the type of barley meal, and Indra grains of gruel groats.
Symbol of milk are barley grains, symbol of curd are jujube fruits.
Whey is the type of Soma, and milk mixture type of Soma s pap. 24 The Strophe is the cry, Bid hear? the answer is the antistrophe.
Sacrifice! is the Dhayya s form, Pragathas’ the Yajamahas.
By verse halves comes the Ukthas’ type, Nivids by Padas he obtains.
The type of Sastras is obtained by Pranavas, Soma by milk.
Gained by the Asvins is the morn s libation, Indra s libation of mid day by Indra.
Sarasvati obtains the third outpouring, the offering sacred to the Visve Devas.
By Vayu cups he gains the cups of Vayu, and by the basket gains the vat for Soma.
By the two jars he gains two cleansing vessels, and by the cooking pot the pot for cooking.
By sacrificial texts are gained the Grahas, and by the Grahas lauds and laud arrangements.
By metres are obtained Ukthas and praise songs, and by the Sama chant the Avabhritha.
Draughts he obtains by pouring out libations, and wishes by the utterance of praises, By Samyu he obtains Patnisamyajas, and Consummation by Samishtayajus.
He gains by vow of fasting Consecration, by Consecration gains the priestly guerdon.
He gains by priestly guerdon faith: by faith comes knowledge of the truth.
So far the type of sacrifice was formed by Brahma, and the Gods.
All this he gains, when juice is shed, in the Santramani sacrifice.
The rite with sacred grass, wine, store of heroes, the mighty ones speed on with adorations.
May we, sweet singing sacrificers, setting Soma mid Gods in heaven, give joy to Indra.
All essence of thine own in plants collected, all strength of Soma when poured out with Sura Therewith impel with joy the sacrifice, Sarasvati, the Asvins, Indra, Agni.
That which Sarasvati poured out for Indra, by Asvins brought from Namuchi the demon, This flowing drop, brilliant and full of sweetness, I drink and feed on here, the King, the Soma.
Whatever portion of the savoury fluid is clinging here, what Indra drank with powers, That drop thereof with pure and holy spirit I drink and feed upon, the King, the Soma.
To Fathers who claim Svadha be Svadha and homage! To Grandfathers who claim Svadha be Svadha and homage! To Great grandfathers who claim Svadha be Svadha and homage! The Fathers have eaten.
The Fathers have rejoiced.
The Fathers have been satisfied, Fathers, be ye purified.
Cleanse me the Fathers who enjoy Soma! Grandfathers make me clean! May Great grandfathers cleanse me with a sieve that brings a century.
May my Grandfathers cleanse me, may my Great grand fathers make me clean.
With sieve that brings a century may I obtain full length of life.
Agni, thou poorest life: send down upon us food and vigorous strength.
Drive thou misfortune far away.
Cleanse me the companies of Gods! May thoughts with spirit make me clean.
Cleanse me all things that be! Do thou, O Jatavedas, make me clean.
Purify me, O Agni, God, refulgent with thy pure bright sieve, With powers according to thine own.
O Agni, may the cleansing sieve, diffused through all thy fiery glow, Holy devotion, make me clean.
May Pavamana with his sieve, Guest of all tribes, cleanse us to day, He who is Cleanser make us clean.
Savitar, God, by both of these, libation, purifying power, Purify me on every side.
Dear to all Gods hath come the cleansing Goddess, she who contains these many smooth backed figures.
Through her may we in sacrificial banquets taking our pleasure be the lords of riches.
The Fathers who in Yama s realm are equal and unanimous Their world is Svadha, reverence.
To Gods let sacrifice be paid.
Equals, unanimous, my folk yet living among those who live On me be set their glory through a hundred years in this our world.
I have heard mention of two several pathways, way of the Fathers, way of Gods and mortals.
On these two roads each moving creature travels, each thing between the Father and the Mother.
May this my sacrifice bring store of children, with ten brave sons, full companied, for welfare Life winning, winning offspring, winning cattle, winning this world of ours and peace and safety.
May Agni make nay progeny abundant.
Do ye confer food, milk, and wanly vigour.
May they ascend, the lowest, highest, midmost, the Fathers who deserve a share of Soma.
May Fathers who have gained the world of spirits, gentle and righteous, aid us when we call them.
Our Fathers are Angirases, Navagvas, Atharvans, Bhrigus, who deserve the Soma.
May these the holy look on us with favour: may we enjoy their gracious loving kindness.
Our ancient Fathers who deserve the Soma, who came, most noble, to our Soma banquet With these let Yama, yearning with the yearning, rejoicing eat our offerings at his pleasure.
Thou, Soma, art preeminent for wisdom: along the straightest path thou art our leader.
Our prudent Fathers by thy wisdom, Soma, dealt out among the Gods their share of treasure.
For our sage Fathers, Soma Pavamana, of old performed by thee their sacred duties.
Fighting unvanquished, open the enclosures: enrich us with large gifts of steeds and heroes.
Associate with the Fathers thou, O Soma, hast spread thyself abroad through earth and heaven.
So with oblation let us serve thee, Indu, and so let us become the lords of riches.
Fathers who sit on sacred grass, come help us: these offerings we have made for you; accept them.
So come to us with most auspicious favour, and give us health and strength without a trouble.
I have attained the gracious minded Fathers, have gained a son and progeny from Vishnu.
They who enjoy pressed juices with oblation, seated on sacred grass, come oftenest hither.
May they, the Fathers, worthy of the Soma, invited to their favourite oblations Laid on the sacred grass, come nigh and listen: may they be gracious unto us and bless us.
May they our Fathers whom the flames have tasted, worthy of Soma, come on God ward pathways.
Enjoying at this sacrifice their portion, may they be gracious unto us and bless us.
Fathers whom Agni s flames have tasted, come ye nigh: ye kindly leaders, take ye each your proper place.
Eat sacrificial food presented on the grass: grant riches with a multitude of hero sons.
For those who, burnt with fire or not cremated, joy in their portion in the midst of heaven, May the Self Ruler form the world of spirits and this their body as his pleasure wills it.
We call the Agnishvattas, true to seasons, those who drank Soma in the Narasamsa.
Prompt to give ear to us be they, the sages, and then let us be lords of wealth and treasure.
Bowing the bended knee and seated southward, accept ye, all, this sacrifice with favour.
Injure us not for any sin, O Fathers, which we through human frailty have committed.
Lapped in the bosom of the purple Mornings give riches to the man who brings oblation.
Grant to his sons a portion of your treasure, and, present, give us energy, ye Fathers.
O Agni Kavyavahana, cause us to praise before the Gods, As our associate meet for lauds, wealth which e’en thou reputest wealth.
May Agni, Kavya bearer, who hath worshipped Fathers true to Law.
Announce to Gods and Fathers these our sacrificial offerings.
Agni Kavya bearer, when entreated, didst bear the offerings which thou madest fragrant, And gayest to the Fathers who did eat them with Svadha.
Eat, thou God, the gifts we bring thee.
Thou, Jatavedas, knowest well the number of Fathers who are here and who are absent, Of Fathers whom we know and whom we know not.
Accept the sacrifice arranged with portions.
Now let us pay this homage to the Fathers, to those who passed of old and those who followed, Those who have rested in the earthly region and those who dwell among the Mighty Races.
As in the days of old our ancient Fathers speeding the work of holy worship, Agni! Sought pure light and devotion, singing praises, they cleft the ground and made red Dawns apparent.
Right gladly do we set thee down, right gladly make thee burn and glow.
Gladly bring yearning Fathers nigh to eat the food of sacrifice.
Indra, with waters’ foam didst thou wrench off the head of Namuchi, Subduing all contending hosts.
King Soma, pressed, the Drink of Life, left Death behind with Soma dregs.
By Law came truth and Indra power, the pure bright drinking off of juice.
The power of Indra was this sweet immortal milk.
The Snipe of Angiras by thought from out the waters drank up milk.
By Law came truth, etc.
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The Hamsa throned in light drank up by metre Soma from the floods.
By Law, etc.
Prajapati by Brahma drank the essence from the foaming food, the princely power, milk, Soma juice.
By Law, etc.
The generative part enters the yoni: it leaves aside the retas and the mutra.
The caul invested embryo leaves by its birth the covering folds.
By Law, etc.
Viewing both forms Prajapati gave truth and falsehood different shapes.
Prajapati assigned the lack of faith to falsehood, faith to truth.
By Law, etc.
By holy lore Prajapati drank up both forms, pressed and unpressed.
By Law, etc.
Seeing the farming liquor s sap, Prajapati with the bright drank nut the bright the milk, the Soma juice.
By Law, etc.
Wise, with mind, lead, and thread of wool the sages twine an amulet.
Sarasvati, Savitar, Varuna, the Asvins span sacrifice and healed his form for Indra.
This his immortal shape with mighty powers three Deities bestowing gifts compounded.
His hair they made with sprouts of grass and barley, and roasted grain with skin and flesh supplied him.
His inner shape Sarasvati arranges and, borne on bright paths, the Physician Asvins: With Masaras and sieve his bone and marrow, as on the Oxen s hide they lay the liquor.
By thought Sarasvati with both Nasatyas forms lovely treasure and a beauteous body.
Like shuttle through the loom the steady ferment mixes the red juice with the foaming spirit.
By milk they generated bright immortal, productive seed, by Sura seed from urine, Chasing afar folly and ill intention, crude food and wind and meat that loads the stomach.
Heart with his heart Indra Good Guardian gendered: with rice cake Savitar gave truth its being.
Varuna, doctoring the lungs and liver, forms, as with Vayu cups, the gall and kidneys.
Cooking pots pouring honey were the entrails: like a well milking cow the pans were bowels.
A hawk s wing was the spleen: through mighty powers the stool as mother was navel and belly.
The pitcher was the father of the rectum by powers, the womb which first contained the infant.
Plain was the hundred streaming fount as penis: the jar poured forth libations to the Father.
His face the basket, thence his head; the strainer his tongue, his mouth Sarasvati and Asvins.
The Chapya was his rump, his leech the filter, the bladder was his penis keen with ardour.
Asvins with both cups made his eye immortal, the goat and cooked oblation gave it keenness.
With wheat eyelashes and with jujube eyebrows they clothe as it were a black and brilliant figure.
The sheep, the ram to give his nostril vigour.
the immortal path of breath by both libations.
By Indra grains and sacrificial jujubes Sarasvati produced through breath and nose hairs.
The hull for strength made Indra s form: the immortal bearing for both his ears by two libations.
Barley and sacred grass composed his eyebrows: from his mouth came the jujube and sweet honey.
Hair of the wolf was on his waist and body: the beard upon his face was hair of tigers.
Lions hair were his locks, for fame and beauty, worn on his head, his crest and sheen and vigour.
The Asvins, Leeches, joined his limbs and body, Sarasvati put limbs and frame together, Giving the form and vital power of Indra, hundredfold, deathless and delightful lustre.
Sarasvati, as Consort of the Asvins, bears in her womb the nobly fashioned Infant.
King Varuna with waters’ wealthy essence begetting Indra in the floods for glory.
Splendour of victims, powerful oblation, honey and meath with milk and foaming liquor, Healing Sarasvati effused, and Asvins; from pressed and unpressed Soma, deathless Indu.