Sukta 124

Mantra 1

कया॑ नश्चि॒त्र आ भु॑वदू॒ती स॒दावृ॑धः॒ सखा॑ । कया॒ शचि॑ष्ठया वृ॒ता

By what means shall the wondrous Friend, ever waxing, become for us a help? By what most potent might, when chosen, shall he come to our side?

Mantra 2

कस्त्वा॑ स॒त्यो मदा॑नां॒ मंहि॑ष्ठो मत्स॒दन्ध॑सः । दृ॒ल्हा चि॑दा॒रुजे॒ वसु॑

Who, O Vasu, is he that shall surpass thee—true amid the raptures, most bounteous, exulting in the Soma’s juice—thou who rendest even things firm-set fast?

Mantra 3

अ॒भी षु णः॒ सखी॑नामवि॒ता ज॑रितॄ॒णाम्। श॒तं भ॑वास्यू॒तिभिः॑

Come kindly unto us—helper of our friends, protector of the praisers; with a hundred succours be thou ours.

Mantra 4

इ॒मा नु कं॒ भुव॑ना सीषधा॒मेन्द्र॑श्च॒ विश्वे॑ च दे॒वाः । य॒ज्ञं च॑ नस्त॒न्वं च प्र॒जां चा॑दि॒त्यैरिन्द्रः॑ स॒ह ची॑क्लृपाति

Now may we bring these worlds to good success—Indra and all the Gods: our sacrifice, our very body, and our progeny—Indra, together with the Ādityas, sets in due order.

Mantra 5

आ॒दि॒त्यैरिन्द्रः॒ सग॑णो म॒रुद्भि॑र॒स्माकं॑ भूत्ववि॒ता त॒नूना॑म्। ह॒त्वाय॑ दे॒वा असु॑रान् यदाय॑न् दे॒वा दे॑व॒त्वम॑भि॒रक्ष॑माणाः

With the Ādityas, Indra—with his host, with the Maruts—become for us the helper of our bodies. When, to slay the Asuras, the Gods went forth, the Gods, guarding their godhead round about—

Mantra 6

प्र॒त्यञ्च॑म॒र्कम॑नयं॒ छची॑भि॒रादित् स्व॒धामि॑षि॒रां पर्य॑पश्यन्। अ॒या वाजं॑ दे॒वहि॑तं सनेम॒ मदे॑म श॒तहि॑माः सु॒वीराः॑

They brought the ray (the hymn) back toward (its goal) by powers of skill; then they beheld its own seat, vigorous, all about. By this may we win the prize, god-bestowed; may we rejoice—hundred-winters old, rich in good heroes.