HYMN LXXVII

A charm to bring the cattle home

Firm stands the heaven, firm stands the earth, firm stands this
universal world,
Firm stand the rooted mountains. I have put the horses in the
stall.
I call the Herdsman, him who knows the way to drive the
cattle forth,
Who knows the way to drive them home, to drive them back
and drive them in.
O Jatavedas turn them back: a hundred homeward ways be
thine!
Thou hast a thousand avenues: by these restore our kine to us.