puṇyaḥ

पुण्यो गन्धः पृथिव्यां च तेजश्चास्मि विभावसौ

puṇyaḥ — pure

I am the clean fragrance of the earth and the brightness in fire; the life in all that lives, and the austerity of those who practise it.

ते तं भुक्त्वा स्वर्गलोकं विशालं क्षीणे पुण्ये मर्त्यलोकं विशन्ति

puṇye — stock of merits

Having enjoyed that wide heaven, their merit exhausted, they return to the world of mortals. Those who seek pleasure by following the rites come and go.

किं पुनर्ब्राह्मणाः पुण्या भक्ता राजर्षयस्तथा

puṇyāḥ — meritorius

How much more, then, the holy brahmins and the royal sages who are devoted. Having come into this impermanent and joyless world, be devoted to me.