pitā

पिताऽहमस्य जगतो माता धाता पितामहः

pitā — Father

I am the father of this world, and the mother, the sustainer, the grandsire; the object of knowledge, the purifier, the syllable Om, and the three Vedas.

पितासि लोकस्य चराचरस्य त्वमस्य पूज्यश्च गुरुर्गरीयान्

pitā — the father

You are the father of this world, of what moves and what does not. You are its teacher, and worthy of its worship, and greater than any. There is nothing like you; how could anything be greater, you of matchless might in the three worlds?

तस्मात्प्रणम्य प्रणिधाय कायं प्रसादये त्वामहमीशमीड्यम्

pitā — father

So I bow down, I prostrate my body, and I ask your grace, lord worthy of worship. As a father bears with a son, a friend with a friend, a lover with the beloved — bear with me.

सर्वयोनिषु कौन्तेय मूर्तयः सम्भवन्ति याः

pitā — Father

Whatever forms arise in any womb, son of Kunti, the great nature is their womb, and I am the father who gives the seed.