Sukta 143

Mantra 1

त्यं चिदत्रिमृतजुरमर्थमश्वं न यातवे । कक्षीवन्तं यदी पुना रथं न कृणुथो नवम् ॥

Even that Atri, swift with the Truth, a sure means like a horse for going—when you renew Kakṣīvant, you make him again like a new chariot for the journey.

Mantra 2

त्यं चिदश्वं न वाजिनमरेणवो यमत्नत । दृळ्हं ग्रन्थिं न वि ष्यतमत्रिं यविष्ठमा रजः ॥

Even that prize-winning force which the unwearied ones stretched forth—like a firm knot you loosened it; you brought Atri, the youngest, out of the darkened region into the open.

Mantra 3

नरा दंसिष्ठावत्रये शुभ्रा सिषासतं धियः । अथा हि वां दिवो नरा पुन स्तोमो न विशसे ॥

O two heroes, most wondrous, O bright ones, help Atri to win the inspired thoughts. For then, O men of heaven, our hymn indeed comes again to you for your entering-presence.

Mantra 4

चिते तद्वां सुराधसा रातिः सुमतिरश्विना । आ यन्नः सदने पृथौ समने पर्षथो नरा ॥

This indeed is your gift, O you of rich power, O Aśvins—your good will. When you come to our wide seat, then in the common gathering, O heroes, carry us across.

Mantra 5

युवं भुज्युं समुद्र आ रजसः पार ईङ्खितम् । यातमच्छा पतत्रिभिर्नासत्या सातये कृतम् ॥

You two, O Nāsatyas, came to Bhujyu who was tossed in the ocean at the far shore of the midspace; you reached him with winged powers, fashioned for victory and safe attainment.

Mantra 6

आ वां सुम्नैः शंयू इव मंहिष्ठा विश्ववेदसा । समस्मे भूषतं नरोत्सं न पिप्युषीरिषः ॥

Come to us with your blessings, like two beneficent friends—O most bountiful, all-knowing ones. Adorn us together, O heroes, with nourishing impulses, as a spring is filled to overflowing.