A prayer or charm for the defeat and destruction of enemies in battle

1Let the wise Agni go against our foemen, burning against ill-will and imprecation Let him bewilder our opponents’ army, Let Jātavedas smite and make them handless.

2Mighty are ye for such a deed, O Maruts. Go forward, overcome them and destroy them. The Vasus slew, and these were left imploring. Wise Agni as our messenger assail them!

3O Maghavan, O Indra, thou who slayest fiends, and, Agni, thou, Burn, both of you, against these men, the foeman’s host that threatens us.

4Shot down the slope, with thy two tawny coursers, forth go thy bolt, destroying foes, O Indra! Slay those who fly, slay those who stand and follow. On every side fulfil these men’s intention.

5Indra, bewilder thou the foemen’s army. With Agni’s, Vāta’s furious rush drive them away to every side.

6Let Indra daze their army. Let the Maruts slay it with their might. Let Agni take their eyes away, and let the conquered host retreat.

A rifaccimento or recension of I

1May Agni, he who knows, our envoy, meet them, burning against ill-will and imprecation. May he bewilder our opponent’s senses. May Jātavedas smite and make them handless.

2This Agni hath bewildered all the senses that were in your hearts: Now let him blast you from your home, blast you away from every side.

3Dazing their senses, Indra, come hitherward with the wish and will. With Agni’s, Vāta’s furious rush drive them to every side away.

4Vanish, ye hopes and plans of theirs, be ye confounded, all their thoughts! Whatever wish is in their heart, do thou expel it utterly.

5Bewildering the senses of our foemen, seize on their bodies and depart, O Apvā! Go meet them, flame within their hearts and burn them. Smite thou the foes with darkness and amazement.

6That army of our enemies, O Maruts, that comes against us with’ its might, contending — Meet ye and strike it with unwelcome darkness so that not one. of them may know another.

A charm for the restoration of an expelled king

L Loudly he roared. Here let him labour deftly. Spread, Agni, over spacious earth and heaven.

Let Maruts who possesses all treasures yoke thee. Bring him who reverently paid oblations.

2Though he be far away, let the red horses bring Indra, bring the sage to us and friendship, Since with Sautrāmani Gods for him o’erpower Gāyatri, Brihatī, and hymn of praises.

3King Varuna call thee hither from the waters! From hills and mountains Soma call thee hither! Let Indra call thee hither to these people. Fly hither to these people as a falcon.

4May the hawk bring the man who must be summoned, from far away, in alien land, an exile. May both the Asvins make thy pathway easy. Come, and unite yourselves with him, ye Kinsmen.

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