{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/av/av11004.htm","path":"hin/av/av11004.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/av/av11004.htm","text":"Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]\n1Homage to Pr\u0101na, him who hath dominion o'er the universe,\n \u00a0\u00a0Who hath become the Sovran Lord of all, on whom the whole\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0depends!\n 2Homage, O Pr\u0101na, to thy roar, to thunder-peal and lightning\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0flash!\n \u00a0\u00a0Homage, O Pr\u0101na, unto thee what time thou sendest down thy\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0rain!\n 3When Pr\u0101na with a thunderous voice shouts his loud message\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0to the plants,\n \u00a0\u00a0They straightway are impregnate, they conceive, and bear\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0abundantly. p. 53\n 4When the due season hath arrived and Pr\u0101na shouteth to herbs,\n \u00a0\u00a0Then all is joyful, yea, each thing upon the surface of the earth.\n 5When Pr\u0101na hath poured down his flood of rain upon the\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0mighty land.\n \u00a0\u00a0Cattle and beasts rejoice thereat: Now great will he our\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0strength, they cry.\n 6Watered by Pr\u0101na's rain the plants have raised their voices in\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0accord:\n \u00a0\u00a0Thou hast prolonged our life, they say, and given fragrance to us\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0all.\n 7Homage to thee when coming nigh, homage to thee departing\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0hence!\n \u00a0\u00a0Homage, O Pr\u0101na, be to thee when standing and when sitting\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0still.\n 8Homage to thee at every breath thou drawest in and sendest\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0forth!\n \u00a0\u00a0Homage to thee when turned away, homage to thee seen face to\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0face! This reverence be to all of thee!\n 9Pr\u0101na, communicate to us thy dear, thy very dearest form.\n \u00a0\u00a0Whatever healing balm thou hast, give us thereof that we may\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0live.\n 10Pr\u0101na robes living creatures as a father his beloved son. Pr\u0101na\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0is sovran Lord of all, of all that breathes not, all that\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0breathes\n 11Pr\u0101na is Fever, he is Death. Pr\u0101na is worshipped by the Gods.\n \u00a0\u00a0Pr\u0101na sets in the loftiest sphere the man who speaks the words\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0of truth.\n 12Pr\u0101na is Deshtri, and Vir\u0101j Pr\u0101na is reverenced by all. He is the\n \u00a0\u00a0Sun, he is the Moon. Pr\u0101na is called Praj\u0101pati.\n 13Both breaths are rice and barley, and Pr\u0101na is called the toiling\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0ox:\n \u00a0\u00a0In barley is the inbreath laid, and rice is named the outward\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0breath.\n 14The human infant in the womb draws vital breath and sends it\n \u00a0\u00a0Lout:\n \u00a0\u00a0When thou, O Pr\u0101na, quickenest the babe it springs anew to\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0life.\n 15The name of Pr\u0101na is bestowed on M\u0101tarisvan and on Wind.\n \u00a0\u00a0On Pr\u0101na, past and future, yea, on Pr\u0101na everything depends. p. 54\n 16All herbs and plants spring forth and grow when thou, O Pr\u0101na\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0quickenest,\n \u00a0\u00a0Plants of Atharvan, Angiras, plants of the deities and men.\n 17When Pr\u0101na hath poured down his flood of rain upon the\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0mighty earth,\n \u00a0\u00a0The plants are wakened into life, and every herd that grows on\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0ground.\n 18The man who knows this truth of thee, O Pr\u0101na, and what bears\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0thee up\n \u00a0\u00a0To him will all present their gift of tribute in that loftiest will\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0all present their gift of tribute in that loftiest world.\n 19As all these living creatures are thy tributaries, Pr\u0101na, so\n \u00a0\u00a0Shall they bring tribute unto him who hears thee with attentive\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0ears.\n 20Filled with a babe, mid deities he wanders: grown; near at hand,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0he springs again to being.\n \u00a0\u00a0That Father, grown the present and the future, hath past into\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the son with mighty powers.\n 21Hansa, what time he rises up, leaves in the flood one foot un-\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0moved.\n \u00a0\u00a0If he withdrew it there would be no more tomorrow or to-day,\n \u00a0\u00a0Never would there be night, no more would daylight shine or\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0morning flush.\n 22It rolleth on, eight-wheeled and single-fellied, and with a thousand\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0eyes, forward and backward.\n \u00a0\u00a0With one half it engendered all creation. What sign is there to\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0tell us of the other?\n 23Homage, O Pr\u0101na unto thee armed with swift bow among the\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0rest,\n \u00a0\u00a0In whose dominion is this All of varied sort that stirs and\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0works!\n 24May he who rules this Universe of varied sort, that stirs and\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0works,\n \u00a0\u00a0Pr\u0101na, alert and resolute, assist me through the prayer I pray.\n 25Erect among the sleepers he wakes, and is never laid at length,\n \u00a0\u00a0No one hath ever heard that he hath been asleep while others\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0slept.\n 26Thou, Pr\u0101na, never shalt be hid, never shalt be estranged from\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0me.\n \u00a0\u00a0I bind thee on myself for life, O Pr\u0101na, like the Waters' germ.","title":"Atharva Veda: Book 11: Hymn 4: A glorification of Pr\u0101na, Breath or Vital Spirit","type":"page"}