Rig-Veda, Book 4: HYMN XIII. Agni

1. AGNI hath looked, benevolently-minded, on the wealth-giving spring of radiant Mornings. Come, Aśvins, to the dwelling of the pious: Sūrya the God is rising with his splendour. 2 Savitar, God, hath spread on high his lustre, waving his flag like a spoil-seeking hero. Their stablished way go Varuṇa and Mitra, what time they make the Sun ascend the heaven. 3 Him whom they made to drive away the darkness, Lords of sure mansions, constant to their object, Him who beholds the universe, the Sun-God, seven strong and youthful Coursers carry onward. 4 Spreading thy web with mightiest Steeds thou comest, rending apart, thou God, the black-hued mantle. The rays of Sūrya tremulously shining sink, like a hide, the darkness in the waters. 5 How is it that, unbound and not supported, he falleth not although directed downward? By what self power moves he? Who hath seen it? He guards the vault of heaven, a close-set pillar.