To Rudra

Offer ye these songs to Rudra whose bow is strong, whose arrows are swift, the self-dependent god, the unconquered conqueror, the intelligent, whose weapons are sharp—may he hear us! For, being the lord, he looks after what is born on earth; being the universal ruler, he looks after what is born in heaven. Protecting us, come to our protecting doors, be without illness among our people, O Rudra! May that thunderbolt of thine, which, sent from heaven, traverses the earth, pass us by! A thousand medicines are thine, O thou who art freely accessible; do not hurt us through our kith and kin! Do not strike us, O Rudra, do not forsake us! May we not be in thy way when thou rushest forth furiously. Let us have our altar and a good report among men—protect us always with your favors!

Offer these songs to Rudra, whose bow is strong and whose arrows are swift. He is the self-reliant god, the unconquered conqueror, wise and armed with sharp weapons. May he hear us! For as lord, he watches over all that is born on earth. As ruler of all, he watches over all that is born in heaven. Come to our sheltering doors and protect us, Rudra! Be free from illness among our people! May your thunderbolt, sent from heaven across the earth, pass us by! You have a thousand medicines, you whom we can freely approach. Do not hurt us through our family and relatives! Do not strike us, Rudra, and do not abandon us! May we not stand in your way when you rush forward in fury. Let us have our altar and a good reputation among people. Always protect us with your blessings!