Rigveda 8.9

To help and favour Vatsa now, O Aṣvins, come ye hitherward. Bestow on him a dwelling spacious and secure, and keep malignities away.

All manliness that is in heaven, with the Five Tribes, or in mid-air, Bestow, ye Aṣvins, upon us.

Remember Kaṇva first of all among the singers, Aṣvins, who Have thought upon your wondrous deeds.

Aṣvins, for you with song of praise this hot oblation is effused, This your sweet Soma juice, ye Lords of ample wealth, through which ye think upon the foe.

Whatever ye have done in floods, in the tree, Wonder-Workers, and in growing plants, Therewith, O Aṣvins, succour me.

What force, Nâsatyas, ye exert, whatever, Gods, ye tend and heal, This your own Vatsa gains not by his hymns alone: ye visit him who offers gifts.

Now hath the Ṛishi splendidly thought out the Aṣvins' hymn of praise. Let the Atharvan pour the warm oblation forth, and Soma very rich in sweets.

Ye Aṣvins, now ascend your car that lightly rolls upon its way. May these my praises make you speed hitherward like a cloud of heaven.

When, O Nâsatyas, we this day make you speed hither with our hymns, Or, Aṣvins, with our songs of praise, remember Kanya specially.

As erst Kakshîvân and the Ṛishi Vyaṣva, as erst Dîrghatamas invoked your presence, Or, in the sacrificial chambers, Vainya Pṛithî, so be ye mindful of us here, O Aṣvins.

Come as home-guardians, saving us from foemen, guarding our living creatures and our bodies, Come to the house to give us seed and offspring,

Whether with Indra ye be faring, Aṣvins, or resting in one dwelling-place with Vâyu, In concord with the Ṛibhus or Âdityas, or standing still in Vishṇu's striding-places.

When I, O Aṣvins, call on you to-day that I may gather strength, Or as all-conquering might in war, be that the Aṣvins' noblest grace.

Now come, ye Aṣvins, hitherward: here are oblations set for you; These Soma-draughts to aid Yadu and Turvaṣa, these offered you mid Kaṇva's Sons.

Whatever healing balm is yours, Nisatyas, near or far away, Therewith, great Sages, grant a home to Vatsa and to Vimada.

Together with the Goddess, with the Aṣvins' Speech have I awoke. Thou, Goddess, hast disclosed the hymn, and holy gift from mortal men.

Awake the Aṣvins, Goddess Dawn! Up Mighty Lady of sweet strains! Rise, straightway, priest of sacrifice! High glory to the gladdening draught!

Thou, Dawn, approaching with thy light shinest together with the Sun, And to this man-protecting home the chariot ofthe Aṣvins comes.

When yellow stalks give forth the juice, as cows from udders pour their milk, And voices sound the song of praise, the Aṣvins' worshippers show first.

Forward for glory and for strength, protection that shall conquer men, And power and skill, most sapient Ones!

When Aṣvins, worthy of our lauds, ye seat you in the father's house. With wisdom or the bliss ye bring.