To Rudra





Offer ye these songs to Rudra whose bow is strong, whose arrows are

swift, the self-dependent god, the unconquered conqueror, the

intelligent, whose weapons are sharp--may he hear us! For, being the

lord, he looks after what is born on earth; being the universal ruler,

he looks after what is born in heaven. Protecting us, come to our

protecting doors, be without illness among our people, O Rudra! May that

thunderbolt of thine, which, sent from heaven, traverses the earth, pass

us by! A thousand medicines are thine, O thou who art freely accessible;

do not hurt us through our kith and kin! Do not strike us, O Rudra, do

not forsake us! May we not be in thy way when thou rushest forth

furiously. Let us have our altar and a good report among men--protect us

always with your favors!





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