Atharva Veda · 669 of 724

HYMN LXXXVIII

HYMN LXXXVIII 1. Him who with might hath propped earth’s ends, who sitteth in    threefold seat, Brihaspati, with thunder,   Him of the pleasant tongue have ancient sages, deep thinking,.    holy singers, set before them. 2. Wild in their course, in well-marked wise rejoicing were they,.   Brihaspati, who pressed around us   Preserve, Brihaspati, the stall uninjured,r,this company’s raining.    ever-moving birth-place. 3. Brihaspati, from thy remotest distance have they sat down who    love the law eternal.   For thee were dug wells springing from the mountain, which    murmuring round about pour streams of sweetness. 4. Brihaspati, when first he had his being from mighty splendour in    supremest heaven.   Strong, with his sevenfold mouth, with noise of thunder, with    his seven rays blew and dispersed the darkness. 5. With the loud-shouting band who sang his praises, with thunder,    he destroyed malignant Vala.   Brihaspati thundering drave forth the cattle, the lowing cows    who make oblations ready. 6. Serve we with sacrifices, gifts, and homage even thus the Steer    of all the Gods, the Father.   Brihaspati, may we be lords of riches, with noble progeny and,    store of heroes.