Rig Veda

Mandal - 6 (Part - 6)

HYMN 53 Pusan

1

LORD of the path, O Pusan, we have yoked and bound thee to our hymn,
Even as a car, to win the prize.

2

Bring us the wealth that men require, a manly master of a house,
Free-handed with the liberal meed.

3

Even him who would not give, do thou,
O glowing Pusan, urge to give, And make the niggard's soul grow soft.

4

Clear paths that we may win the prize; scatter our enemies afar.
Strong God, be all our thoughts fulfilled.

5

Penetrate with an awl, O Sage, the hearts of avaricious churls,
And make them subject to our will.

6

Thrust with thine awl, O Pusan: seek that which the niggard's heart holds dear,
And make him subject to our will.

7

Tear up and read in pieces, Sage, the hearts of avaricious churls,
And make them subject to our will.

8

Thou, glowing Pusan, carriest an awl that urges men to prayer;
Therewith do thou tear up and rend to shreds the heart of every one.

9

Thou bearest, glowing Lord! a goad with horny point that guides the cows
Thence do we seek thy gift of bliss.

10

And make this hymn of ours produce kine, horses, and a store of wealth
For our delight and use as men.