The Hymns of the Rigveda/Book 2/Hymn 32

1. GRACIOUSLY further, O ye Heaven and Earth, this speech striving to win reward, of me your worshipper.
     First rank I give to you, Immortal, high extolled! I, fain to win me wealth, to you the migbty Pair.
2. Let not man's guile annoy us, secret or by day: give not us up a prey to these calamities.
     Sever not thou our friendship: think thereon for us. This, with a heart that longs for bliss, we seek from thee.
3. Bring hither with benignant mind the willing Cow teeming with plenteous milk, full, inexhaustible.
     O thou invoked by many, day by day I urge thee with my word, a charger rapid in his tread.
4. With eulogy I call on Raka swift to hear may she, auspicious, hear us, and herself observe.
     With never-breaking needle may she sew her work, and give a hero son most wealthy, meet for praise.
5. All thy kind thoughts, O Raka, lovely in their form, wherewith thou grantest wealth to him who offers gifts-
     With these come thou to us this day benevolent, O Blessed One, bestowing food of thousand sorts.
6. O broad-tressed Sinivali, thou who art the Sister of the Gods,
     Accept the offered sacrifice, and, Goddess, grant us progeny.
7. With lovely fingers, lovely arms, prolific Mother of many sons-
     Present the sacred gifts to her, to Sinivali Queen of men.
8. Her, Sinivali, her, Gungu, her, Raka, her, Sarasvati, 
     Indrani to mine aid I call, and Varunani for my weal.