Saturday

GATHA USHTAVAITI - YASNA 44

O God, teach me how to pray to Thee,
To tune my mind, send me Thy angel Sraosh,
Enlighten me, how to mould my life,
To find Heaven .. by following the Truth.
Thy guidance kind and divine help I want
Be Thou my friend - I fully trust in Thee.
I promise to follow Thy sovereign will
To always faithfully serve Thee to the end
And from hidden snares and pitfalls defend.


Who first created Truth, who made the earth ?
Who fixed the courses of the sun and stars ?
From whom do these mighty orbs derive their birth ?
Who makes them roll without disturbing jars ?
Who all disorder and confusion bars ?
Who makes the moon each month to wax and wane ?
All's due to Thee. Thy work no rival mars.
All nature springs forth from Thy brain
New things are constantly born in an unending chain !


(this eliminates mankind's constant fear of natural
resources on this earth being depleted with the passage of 
time. Take heart from this line and drop your worries).


Who holds our revolving world from tumbling down ?
And keeps the vaulted sky in its right place ?
Who made the streams silver, the mountains brown ?
And gives the clouds and wind their rapid pace ?
Who excites wakefulness, who causes sleep ?
Who clothes fair nature with its beautiful grace
Who ushers in the mornings, noons and nights
When Thy devoted priest his prayers recites ?


Its Thou alone, who are the cause of all,
The Universe is of Thy design and make
And everything obeys Thy beck and call.
Thy rule is based on Truth, which none can shake
The path of falsehood may we never take.
The world is made for righteousness alone
Let wicked souls dread and quake,
It will be their lot to sigh and moan
They never can hope to see Thy brilliant Throne.


Whose creation is illustrious Armaiti,
Complete wisdom, purity of thought,
Resplendent spirit of chaste piety,
Whose welcome steps improve human lot,
Whose sage advice and help is always sought.
Who in the father love for son implants,
By whom is such affection bred and taught ?
These are, O Unseen Lord, Thy gifts and grants,
For which we humbly sing our grateful chants.


Five times my prayers to Thee I daily say
With singleness of mind and heart sincere,
For Truth and Righteousness to Thee I pray,
And to virtue I may strictly adhere,
And prosper in my life with conscience clear.
Thou hast ordained this as the only way
For good thought, good word and good deed
To Thee are dear.
By these supreme beatitude is gained.
By these, at last, is heaven obtained.


How may I teach mankind Thy tenets pure
Which Thou in Thy mercy taught to me ?
They are the purest and the best I'm sure
For which I owe my warmest thanks to Thee.
They'll make the world contented, happy and free
Remove all seeds of dispute and discord.
With such pure faith, no one can disagree
Its noble doctrines none can refute
Its truth confounds and makes all critics mute.


Those who will listen to Thy sacred word,
Will be rewarded with wisdom's rich store,
They will be freed from absurd savage rites
And tread the path of vice no more.
All wiles of wicked men they will ignore
Such worthy souls will pass their lives with ease
They will find an open door to heaven.
Their numbers to increase I'll try my best,
To work for Thee, I'll never cease.


But tell me Ahura, that I may know my way
Who are false and who are really true
The false will no doubt rue their fate...
Dismayed and to ruin doomed...
They will fall prey to constant sorrow....
They follow Satan's lead to plunder and fight
To play havoc throughout all peaceful realms,
In bloodshed and destruction they delight,
Please save the world, God, from such a  plight.


The devious and evil minded who malign me
And disrespect Thee with impious boldness,
Will in hell get their punishment just,
From racking pains they will never be free
Most rough and foul their future state may be.
Thy word is true and it will always stand
And by Thy decree the true will ever prevail
For they will be held up by Thy mighty Hand
The wicked will be branded with lasting shame.


When do the good and bad in battle meet ?
What is the issue ? Who wins ? Who loses ?
Let me tell you - the battle is daily fought !
The good always defeat the evil ..
And confound their wicked schemes !
For the righteous path is the only one to choose
In Mazda's holy writ this path was so defined,
And to strictly follow it , none dare refuse.
The good who trust his Word, protection find
To lasting woes the evil are consigned.


O Mazda, how may I Thy love obtain ?
And how may I near Thy august Throne arrive?
How may I best explain Thy sacred word ?
That we may follow Thy command and thrive,
Securing for ourselves an everlasting happiness.
Thy word's the richest wealth we can possess
We strive to strictly act upon it.
It drives away all danger and distress
So from Truth and Virtue, never digress.


When shall we get your just rewards for Truth ?
Which we may amongst the pious good divide ?
What pains and penalties does Thou award
To those who spurn the virtuous out of pride
And through wicked ways Truth deride?
Such are the deceivers of the faith
Who follow Anghremainyush as their guide.
They have with them the doubters and the non-believers
Who work mischief with their uncanny tricks.













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