Rig-Veda, Book 6: HYMN LVI, Pūṣan

1. WHOSO remembers Pūṣan as cater of mingled curd and meal Need think no more upon the God. 2 And he is best of charioteers. Indra, the hero's Lord, allied With him as Friend, destroys the foes. 3 And there the best of charioteers hath guided through the speckled cloud The golden wheel of Sūra's car. 4 Whate’er we speak this day to thee, Wise, Wondrous God whom many praise, Give thou fulfilment of our thought. 5 Lead on this company of ours, that longs for kine, to win the spoil: Thou, Pūṣan, art renowned afar. 6 Prosperity we crave from thee, afar from sin and near to wealth, Tending to perfect happiness both for to. morrow and to-day.