Sukta 115

Mantra 1

पापलक्षणनाशनम्। प्र पतेतः पापि लक्ष्मि नश्येतः प्रामुतः पत । अयस्मयेनाङ्केन द्विषते त्वा सजामसि

Fly forth, O evil Lakṣmī; vanish away—fly hence to yonder. With an iron hook we fasten thee upon the hater.

Mantra 2

या मा लक्ष्मीः पतयालूरजुष्टाभिचस्कन्द वन्दनेव वृक्षम्। अन्यत्रास्मत् सवितस्तामितो धा हिरण्यहस्तो वसु नो रराणः

What Lakṣmī, fluttering, dust-delighting, hath leapt upon me, as a creeper upon a tree—O Savitar, set her elsewhere from us, set her away from hence; thou golden-handed, rejoicing, grant us wealth.

Mantra 3

एकशतं लक्ष्म्यो३मर्त्यस्य साकं तन्वाऽजनुषोऽधि जाताः । तासां पापिष्ठा निरितः प्र हिण्मः शिवा अस्मभ्यं जातवेदो नि यच्छ

A hundred are the Lakṣmīs of a mortal, born together with the body, from birth, set upon him. The most evil of them, from Nirrti, forth do we drive away; the kindly ones, O Jātavedas, do thou establish fast for us.

Mantra 4

एता एना व्याकरं खिले गा विष्ठिता इव । रमन्तां पुण्या लक्ष्मीर्याः पापीस्ता अनीनशम्

These have I sorted out: go ye to the waste, as dung that standeth there. Let the holy Lakṣmīs, those that are auspicious, take their delight; the evil ones—those have I caused to perish.