2 Even him, eternal, like a bull who rushes down, men's Conqueror, bounteous like a cow; Him who is cause of both, of enmity and peace, to both sides most munificent.
4 Those skilled in song, O Maghavan among these men o’ercome with might the foeman's songs. Come hither, bring us strength in many a varied form most near that it may succour us.
mahé caná tvā́m adrivaḥ párā śulkā́ya dẽyām | ná sahásrāya nā́yútāya vajrivo ná śatā́ya śatāmagha ||
5 O Caster of the Stone, I would not sell thee for a mighty price, Not for a thousand, Thunderer! nor ten thousand, nor a hundred, Lord of countless wealth!
vásyām̐ indrāsi me pitúr utá bhrā́tur ábhuñjataḥ | mātā́ ca me chadayathaḥ samā́ vaso vasutvanā́ya rā́dhase ||
6 O Indra, thou art more to me than sire or niggard brother is. Thou and my mother, O Good Lord, appear alike, to give me wealth abundantly.
kúveyatha kuvéd asi purutrā́ cid dhí te mánaḥ | álarṣi yudhma khajakr̥t puraṃdara prá gāyatrā́ agāsiṣuḥ ||
7 Where art thou? Whither art thou gone? For many a place attracts thy mind. Haste, Warrior, Fort-destroyer, Lord of battle's din, haste, holy songs have sounded forth.
8 Sing out the psalm to him who breaks down castles for his faithful friend, Verses to bring the Thunderer to destroy the forts and sit on Kaṇva's sacred grass.
yé te sánti daśagvínaḥ śatíno yé sahasríṇaḥ | áśvāso yé te vŕ̥ṣaṇo raghudrúvas tébhir nas tū́yam ā́ gahi ||
9 The Horses which are thine in tens, in hundreds, yea, in thousands thine, Even those vigorous Steeds, fleet-footed in the course, with those come quickly near to us.
15 If he will listen to my laud, then may out Soma-drops that flow Rapidly through the strainer gladden Indra, drops due to the Tugryas’ Strengthener.
ā́ tú adyá sadhástutiṃ vāvā́tuḥ sákhyur ā́ gahi | úpastutir maghónām prá tvā avatu ádhā te vaśmi suṣṭutím ||
16 Come now unto the common laud of thee and of thy faithful friend. So may our wealthy nobles’ praise give joy to thee. Fain would I sing thine eulogy.
17 Press out the Soma with the stones, and in the waters wash it clean. The men investing it with raiment made of milk shall milk it forth from out the stems.
18 Whether thou come from earth or from the lustre of the lofty heaven, Wax stronger in thy body through my song of praise: fill full all creatures, O most Wise.
índrāya sú madíntamaṃ sómaṃ sotā váreṇiyam | śakrá eṇam pīpayad víśvayā dhiyā́ hinuvānáṃ ná vājayúm ||
19 For India press the Soma out, most gladdening and most excellent. May Śakra make it swell sent forth with every prayer and asking, as it were, for strength.
mā́ tvā sómasya gáldayā sádā yā́cann aháṃ girā́ | bhū́rṇim mr̥gáṃ ná sávaneṣu cukrudhaṃ ká ī́śānaṃ ná yāciṣat ||
20 Let me not, still beseeching thee with earnest song at Soma rites, Anger thee like some wild beast. Who would not beseech him who hath power to grant his prayer?
21 The draught made swift with rapturous joy, effectual with its mighty strength, All-conquering, distilling transport, let him drink: for he in ecstasy gives us gifts.
śévāre vā́riyā purú devó mártāya dāśúṣe | sá sunvaté ca stuvaté ca rāsate viśvágūrto ariṣṭutáḥ ||
22 Where bliss is not, may he, All-praised, God whom the pious glorify, Bestow great wealth upon the mortal worshipper who sheds the juice and praises him.
ā́ indra yāhi mátsuva citréṇa deva rā́dhasā | sáro ná prāsi udáraṃ sápītibhir ā́ sómebhir urú sphirám ||
23 Come, Indra, and rejoice thyself, O God, in manifold affluence. Thou fillest like a lake thy vast capacious bulk with Soma and with draughts besides.
24 A thousand and a hundred Steeds are harnessed to thy golden car. So may the long-maned Bays, yoked by devotion, bring Indra to drink the Soma juice.
25 Yoked to thy chariot wrought of gold, may thy two Bays with peacock tails, Convey thee hither, Steeds with their white backs, to quaff sweet juice that makes us eloquent.
26 So drink, thou Lover of the Song, as the first drinker, of this juice. This the outpouring of the savoury sap prepared is good and meet to gladden thee.
yá éko ásti daṃsánā mahā́m̐ ugró abhí vrataíḥ | gámat sá śiprī́ ná sá yoṣad ā́ gamad dhávaṃ ná pári varjati ||
27 He who alone by wondrous deed is Mighty, Strong by holy works, May he come, fair of cheek; may he not stay afar, but come and turn not from our call.
tuvám púraṃ cariṣṇúvaṃ vadhaíḥ śúṣṇasya sám piṇak | tuvám bhã́ ánu caro ádha dvitā́ yád indra háviyo bhúvaḥ ||
28 Śuṣṇa's quick moving castle thou hast crushed to pieces with thy bolts. Thou, Indra, from of old, hast followed after light, since we have had thee to invoke.
29 My praises when the Sun hath risen, my praises at the time of noon, My praises at the coming of the gloom of night, O Vasu, have gone forth to thee.
30 Praise yea, praise him. Of princes these are the most liberal of their gifts, These, Paramajyā, Ninditāśva, Prapathī, most bounteous, O Medhyātithi.
31 When to the car, by faith, I yoked the horses longing for the way-For skilled is Yadu's son in dealing precious wealth, he who is rich in herds of kine.
33 Playoga's son Āsaṅga, by ten thousand, O Agni, hath surpassed the rest in giving. For me ten bright-hued oxen have come forward like lotus-stalks from out a lake upstanding.
34 What time her husband's perfect restoration to his lost strength and manhood was apparent, His consort Śaśvatī with joy addressed him, Now art thou well, my lord, and shalt be happy.
42 And these twain pouring streams of milk, creative, daughters of delight, For wedlock sake I glorify.
8,3 Indra
8.III Indra
píbā sutásya rasíno mátsvā na indra gómataḥ | āpír no bodhi sadhamā́diyo vr̥dhé asmā́m̐ avantu te dhíyaḥ ||
1 DRINK, Indra, of the savoury juice, and cheer thee with our milky draught. Be, for our weal, our Friend and sharer of the feast, and let thy wisdom guard us well.
bhūyā́ma te sumataú vājíno vayám mā́ na star abhímātaye | asmā́ñ citrā́bhir avatād abhíṣṭibhir ā́ naḥ sumnéṣu yāmaya ||
2 In thy kind grace and favour may we still be strong: expose us not to foe's attack. With manifold assistance guard and succour us, and bring us to felicity.
3 May these my songs of praise exalt thee, Lord, who hast abundant wealth. Men skilled in holy hymns, pure, with the hues of fire, have sung them with their lauds to thee.
ayáṃ sahásram ŕ̥ṣibhiḥ sáhaskr̥taḥ samudrá iva paprathe | satyáḥ só asya mahimā́ gr̥ṇe śávo yajñéṣu viprarā́jiye ||
4 He, with his might enhanced by Ṛṣis thousandfold, hath like an ocean spread himself. His majesty is praised as true at solemn rites, his power where holy singers rule.
6 With might hath Indra spread out heaven and earth, with power hath Indra lighted up the Sun. In Indra are all creatures closely held; in him meet the distilling Soma-drops.
7 Men with their lauds are urging thee, Indra, to drink the Soma first. The Ṛbhus in accord have lifted up their voice, and Rudras sung thee as the first.
8 Indra increased his manly strength at sacrifice, in the wild rapture of this juice. And living men to-day, even as of old, sing forth their praises to his majesty.
9 I crave of thee that hero strength, that thou mayst first regard this prayer, Wherewith thou holpest Bhṛgu and the Yatis and Praskaṇva when the prize was staked.
yénā samudrám ásr̥jo mahī́r apás tád indra vŕ̥ṣṇi te śávaḥ | sadyáḥ só asya mahimā́ ná saṃnáśe yáṃ kṣoṇī́r anucakradé ||
10 Wherewith thou sentest mighty waters to the sea, that, Indra, is thy manly strength. For ever unattainable is this power of him to whom the worlds have cried aloud.
11 Help us, O Indra, when we pray to thee for wealth and hero might. First help thou on to strength the man who strives to win, and aid our laud, O Ancient One.
śagdhī́ no asyá yád dha paurám ā́vitha dhíya indra síṣāsataḥ | śagdhí yáthā rúśamaṃ śyā́vakaṃ kŕ̥pam índra prā́vaḥ súvarṇaram ||
12 Help for us, Indra, as thou holpest Paura once, this man's devotions bent on gain. Help, as thou gavest Ruśama and Śyāvaka and Svarṇara and Kṛpa aid.
kán návyo atasī́nãṃ turó gr̥ṇīta mártiyaḥ | nahī́ nú asya mahimā́nam indriyáṃ súvar gr̥ṇánta ānaśúḥ ||
13 What newest of imploring prayers shall, then, the zealous mortal sing? For have not they who laud his might, and Indra-power won for themselves the light of heaven?
kád u stuvánta r̥tayanta deváta ŕ̥ṣiḥ kó vípra ohate | kadā́ hávam maghavann indra sunvatáḥ kád u stuvatá ā́ gamaḥ ||
14 When shall they keep the Law and praise thee mid the Gods? Who counts as Ṛṣi and as sage? When ever wilt thou, Indra Maghavan, come nigh to presser's or to praiser's call?
15 These songs of ours exceeding sweet, these hymns of praise ascend to thee, Like ever-conquering chariots that display their strength, gain wealth, and give unfailing aid.
16 The Bhṛgus are like Suns, like Kaṇvas, and have gained all that their thoughts were bent upon. The living men of Priyamedha's race have sung exalting Indra with their lauds.
17 Best slayer of the Vṛtras, yoke thy Bay Steeds, Indra, from afar. Come with the High Ones hither, Maghavan, to us, Mighty, to drink the Soma juice.
imé hí te kārávo vāvaśúr dhiyā́ víprāso medhásātaye | sá tuváṃ no maghavann indra girvaṇo venó ná śr̥ṇudhī hávam ||
18 For these, the bards and singers, have cried out to thee with prayer, to gain the sacrifice. As such, O Maghavan, Indra, who lovest song, even as a lover bear my call.
20 Bright were the flaming fires, the Sun gave forth his shine, and Soma, Indra's juice, shone clear. Indra, thou blewest the great Dragon from the air: men must regard that valorous deed.
1 THOUGH, Indra, thou art called by men eastward and westward, north and south, Thou chiefly art with Ānava and Turvaśa, brave Champion I urged by men to Come.
2 Or, Indra, when with Ruma, Ruśama, Śyāvaka, and Kṛpa thou rejoicest thee, Still do the Kaṇvas, bringing praises, with their prayers, O Indra, draw thee hither: come.
3 Even as the wild-bull, when he thirsts, goes to the desert's watery pool, Come hither quickly both at morning and at eve, and with the Kaṇvas drink thy fill.
4 May the drops gladden thee, rich Indra, and obtain bounty for him who pours the juice. Soma pressed in the mortar didst thou take and drink, and hence hast won surpassing might.
prá cakre sáhasā sáho babháñja manyúm ójasā | víśve ta indra pr̥tanāyávo yaho ní vr̥kṣā́ iva yemire ||
5 With mightier strength he conquered strength, with energy he crushed their wrath. O Indra, Strong in youth, all those who sought the fray bent and bowed down to thee like trees.
6 He who wins promise of thine aid goes girt as with a thousand mighty men of war. He makes his son preeminent in hero might: he serves with reverential prayer.
7 With thee, the Mighty, for our Friend, we will not fear or feel fatigue. May we see Turvaśa and Yadu: thy great deed, O Hero, must be glorified.
savyā́m ánu sphigíyaṃ vāvase vŕ̥ṣā ná dānó asya roṣati | mádhvā sámpr̥ktāḥ sāraghéṇa dhenávas tū́yam éhi drávā píba ||
8 On his left hip the Hero hath reclined himself: the proffered feast offends him not. The milk is blended with the honey of the bee: quickly come hither, baste, and drink.
10 Come like a thirsty antelope to the drinking-place: drink Soma to thy heart's desire. Raining it down, O Maghavan, day after day, thou gainest thy surpassing might.
11 Priest, let the Soma juice flow forth, for Indra longs to drink thereof. He even now hath yoked his vigorous Bay Steeds: the Vṛtra-slayer hath come near.
svayáṃ cit sá manyate dā́śurir jáno yátrā sómasya tr̥mpási | idáṃ te ánnaṃ yújiyaṃ sámukṣitaṃ tásyéhi prá dravā píba ||
12 The man with whom thou fillcst thee with Soma deems himself a pious worshipper. This thine appropriate food is here poured out for thee: come, hasten forward. drink of it,
13 Press out the Soma juice, ye priests, for Indra borne upon his car. The pressing-stones speak loud of Indra, while they shed the juice which, offered, honours him.
14 To the brown juice may his dear vigorous Bay Steeds bring Indra, to our holy task. Hither let thy Car-steeds who seek the sacrifice bring thee to our drink-offerings.
prá pūṣáṇaṃ vr̥ṇīmahe yújiyāya purūvásum | sá śakra śikṣa puruhūta no dhiyā́ túje rāyé vimocana ||
15 Pūṣan, the Lord of ample wealth, for firm alliance we elect. May he with wisdom, Śakra! Looser! Much-invoked! aid us to riches and to seed.
16 Sharpen us like a razor in the barber's hands: send riches thou who settest free. Easy to find with thee are treasures of the Dawn for mortal man whom thou dost speed.
17 Pūṣan, I long to win thy love, I long to praise thee, Radiant God. Excellent Lord, ’tis strange tome, no wish have I to sing the psalm that Pajra sings.
18 My kine, O Radiant God, seek pasture where they will, my during wealth, Immortal One. Be our protector, Pūṣan! be, most liberal Lord, propitious to our gathering strength.
20 What by his morning songs Kaṇva, the powerful, hath, with the Priyamedhas, gained-71 The herds of sixty thousand pure and spotless kine, have I, the Ṛṣi, driven away.
38 He who hath given me for mine own ten Kings like gold to look upon. At Caidya's feet are all the people round about, all those who think upon the shield.
5 Come, Aśvins, to give car to us, to drink the Soma, Aśvins, come. Hail, Strengtheners of the praise-song speed onward, ye Heroes, with your thoughts.
4 Aśvins, for you with song of praise this hot oblation is effused, This your sweet Soma juice, ye Lords of ample wealth, through which ye think upon the foe.
10 As erst Kakṣīvān and the Ṛṣi Vyaśva, as erst Dīrghatamas invoked your presence, Or, in the sacrificial chambers, Vainya Pṛthi, so be ye mindful of us here, O Aśvins.
12 Whether with Indra ye be faring, Aśvins, or resting in one dwelling-place with Vāyu, In concord with the Ṛbhus or Ādityas, or standing still in Viṣṇu's striding-places.
19 When yellow stalks give forth the juice, as cows from udders pour their milk, And voices sound the song of praise, the Aśvins' worshippers show first.
2 Or if for Manu. ye prepared the sacrifice, remember also Kaṇva's son. I call Bṛhaspati, Indra, Viṣṇu, all the gods, the Aśvins borne by rapid steeds.
4 On whom the solemn rites depend, whose worshippers rise without the Sun: These who foreknow the holy work of sacrifice, and by their Godhead drink the sweets of Soma juice.
6 Lords of great riches, whether through the firmament ye fly or speed through heaven and earth, Or with your Godlike natures stand upon your cars, come thence, O Aśvins, hitherward.
9 When we are seeking strength we call Agni to help us in the strife, The giver of rich gifts in war.
pratnó hí kam ī́ḍiyo adhvaréṣu sanā́c ca hótā náviyaś ca sátsi | suvā́ṃ cāgne tanúvam pipráyasva asmábhyaṃ ca saúbhagam ā́ yajasva ||
10 Ancient, adorablie at sacrifices, Priest from of old, meet for our praise, thou sittest. Fill full and satisfy thy body, Agni, and win us happiness by offering worship.
8,12 Indra
8.XII Indra
yá indra somapā́tamo mádaḥ śaviṣṭha cétati | yénā háṃsi ní atríṇaṃ tám īmahe ||
1 JOY, Mightiest Indra, known and marked, sprung most from Soma-draughts, wherewith Thou smitest down the greedy fiend, for that we long.
15 Holy Prdikusanu, winner of the spoil, one eminent o’er many men, Lead on the wild horse Indra with his vigorous grasp forward to drink the Soma juice.
2 Agni, the Bounteous Giver, bright with varied flames, laud thou, O singer Sobhari-Him who controls this sacred food with Soma blent, who hath first claim to sacrifice.
3 Thee have we chosen skilftillest in sacrifice, Immortal Priest among the Gods, Wise finisher of this holy rite:
ūrjó nápātaṃ subhágaṃ sudī́ditim agníṃ śráyiṣṭhaśociṣam+ | sá no mitrásya váruṇasya só apā́m ā́ sumnáṃ yakṣate diví ||
4 The Son of Strength, the blessed, brightly shining One, Agni whose light is excellent. May be by sacrifice win us in heaven the grace of Mitra, Varuṇa, and the Floods.
5 The mortal who hath ministered to Agni with oblation, fuel, ritual lore, And reverence, skilled in sacrifice.
tásyéd árvanto raṃhayanta āśávas tásya dyumnítamaṃ yáśaḥ | ná tám áṃho devákr̥taṃ kútaś caná ná mártiyakr̥taṃ naśat ||
6 Verily swift to run are his fleet-footed steeds, and most resplendent fame is his. No trouble caused by Gods or wrought by mortal man from any side o’ertaketh him.
7 May we by thine own fires be well supplied with fire, O Son of Strength, O Lord of Might: Thou as our Friend hast worthy men.
praśáṃsamāno átithir ná mitríyo agnī́ rátho ná védiyaḥ | tuvé kṣémāso ápi santi sādhávas tuváṃ rā́jā rayīṇã́m ||
8 Agni, who praises like a guest of friendly mind, is as a car that brings us gear. Also in thee is found perfect security thou art the Sovran Lord of wealth.
só addhā́ dāśúadhvaro ágne mártaḥ subhaga sá praśáṃsiyaḥ | sá dhībhír astu sánitā ||
9 That man, moreover, merits praise who brings, auspicious Agni, sacrificial gifts May he win riches by his thoughts.
yásya tvám ūrdhvó adhvarā́ya tíṣṭhasi kṣayádvīraḥ sá sādhate | só árvadbhiḥ sánitā sá vipanyúbhiḥ sá śū́raiḥ sánitā kr̥tám ||
10 He for whose sacrifice thou standest up erect is prosperous and rules o’er men. He wins with coursers and with singers killed in song: with heroes he obtains the prize.
12 His, or the lauding sage's word, his, Son of Strength! who Is most prompt with sacred gifts, Set thou beneath the Gods, Vasu, above mankind, the speech of the intelligent.
13 He who with sacrificial gifts or homage bringeth very skilful Agni nigh, Or him who flashes fast with song,
samídhā yó níśitī dā́śad áditiṃ dhā́mabhir asya mártiyaḥ | víśvét sá dhībhíḥ subhágo jánām̐ áti dyumnaír udná 'va° tāriṣat ||
14 The mortal who with blazing fuel, as his laws command, adores the Perfect God, Blest with his thoughts in splendour shall exceed all men, as though he overpassed the floods.
16 That, wherewith Mitra, Varuṇa, and Aryaman, the Aśvins, Bhaga give us light, That may we, by thy power finding best furtherance, worship, O Indra, helped by thee.
té ghéd agne suādhíyo yé tvā vipra nidadhiré nr̥cákṣasam | víprāso deva sukrátum ||
17 O Agni, most devout are they, the sages who have set thee Sage exceeding wise, O God, for men to look upon:
tá íd védiṃ · subhaga tá ā́hutiṃ té sótuṃ cakrire diví | tá íd vā́jebhir jigiyur mahád dhánaṃ yé tvé kā́maṃ nieriré ||
18 Who have arranged thine altar Blessed God, at morn brought thine oblation, pressed the juice. They by their deeds of strength have won diem, mighty wealth, who have set all their hope in thee.
20 Show forth the mind that brings success in war with fiends, wherewith thou conquerest in fight. Bring down the many firm hopes of our enemies, and let us vanquish with thine aid.
22 Thou unto sharp-toothed Agni, Young and Radiant God, proclaimest with thy song the feast-Agni, who for our sweet strains moulds heroic strength when sacred oil is offered him,
yádī ghr̥tébhir ā́huto vā́śīm agnír bhárata úc ca áva ca | ásura iva nirṇíjam ||
23 While, served with sacrificial oil, now upward and now downward Agni moves his sword, As doth the Asura his robe.
24 The God, the Friend of man, who bears our gifts to heaven, the God with his sweet-smelling mouth, Distributes, skilled in sacrifice, his precious things, Invoking Priest, Immortal God.
25 Son of Strength, Agni, if thou wert the mortal, bright as Mitra, I worshipped with our gifts! And I were the Immortal God
ná tvā rāsīya abhíśastaye vaso ná pāpatvā́ya santiya | ná me stotā́ amatīvā́ ná dúrhitaḥ siyā́d agne ná pāpáyā ||
26 I would not give thee up, Vasu, to calumny, or misery, O Bounteous One. My worshipper should feel no hunger or distress, nor, Agni, should he live in sin.
29 O Agni, by thy wisdom, by thy bounties, by thy leading may I gather wealth. Excellent Agni, thou art called my Providence: delight thou to be liberal.
31 Thy spark is black and crackling, kindled in due time, O Bounteous, it is taken up. Thou art the dear Friend of the mighty Mornings: thou shinest in glimmerings of the night.
32 We Sobharis have come to him, for succour, who is good to help with thousand powers, The Sovran, Trasadasyu's Friend.
yásya te agne anyé agnáya upakṣíto vayā́ iva | vípo ná dyumnā́ ní yuve jánānãṃ táva kṣatrā́ṇi vardháyan ||
33 O Agni, thou on whom all other fires depend, as branches on the parent stem, I make the treasures of the folk, like songs, mine own, while I exalt thy sovran might.
2 Maruts, Ṛbhukṣans, Rudras come ye with your cars strong-fellied and exceeding bright. Come, ye for whom we long, with food, to sacrifice, come ye with love to Sobbari.
4 Islands are bursting forth and misery is stayed: the heaven and earth are joined in one. Decked with bright rings, ye spread the broad expanses out, when ye, Self. luminous, stirred yourselves.
6 To lend free course, O Maruts, to your furious rush, heaven high and higher still gives way, Where they, the Heroes mighty with their arms, display their gleaming omaments on their forms.
7 After their Godlike nature they, the bull. like Heroes, dazzling and impetuous, wear Great splendour as they show erect.
góbhir vāṇó ajyate sóbharīṇãṃ ráthe kóśe hiraṇyáye | góbandhavaḥ sujātā́sa iṣé bhujé mahā́nto na spárase nú ||
8 The pivot of the Sobharis' chariot within the golden box is balmed with milk. May they the Well-born, Mighty, kindred of the Cow, aid us to food and to delight.
9 Bring, ye who sprinkle balmy drops. oblations to your vigorous Marut company, To those whose leader is the Bull.
vr̥ṣaṇaśvéna maruto vŕ̥ṣapsunā ráthena vŕ̥ṣanābhinā | ā́ śyenā́so ná pakṣíṇo vŕ̥thā naro havyā́ no vītáye gata ||
10 Come hither, O ye Mares, on your stronghorsed car, solid in look, with solid naves. Lightly like winged falcons, O ye Heroes, come, come to enjoy our ofrerings.
11 Their decoration is the same: their omaments of gold are bright upon their arms; Their lances glitter splendidly.
tá ugrā́so vŕ̥ṣaṇa ugrábāhavo nákiṣ ṭanū́ṣu yetire | sthirā́ dhánvāni ā́yudhā rátheṣu vo ánīkeṣu ádhi śríyaḥ ||
12 They toil not to defend their bodies from attack, strong Heroes with their mighty arms. Strong are your bows and strong the weapons in your cars, and glory sits on every face.
yéṣām árṇo ná saprátho nā́ma tveṣáṃ śáśvatām ékam íd bhujé | váyo ná pítriyaṃ sáhaḥ ||
13 Whose name extendeth like a sea, alone, resplendent, so that all have joy in it, And life-power like ancestral might.
14 Pay honour to these Maruts and sing praise to them, for of the wheel-spokes of the car Of these loud roarers none is last: this is their power, this moves them to give mighty gifts.
subhágaḥ sá va ūtíṣu ā́sa pū́rvāsu maruto víuṣṭiṣu | yó vā nūnám utā́sati ||
15 Blest by your favouring help was he, O Maruts, at the earlier flushings of the morn, And even now shall he be blest.
16 The strong man to whose sacrifice, O Heroes, ye approach that ye may taste thereof, With glories and with war that winneth spoil shall gain great bliss, ye Shakers of the world.
18 And these the bounteous, worthy of the Maruts who move onward pouring down the rain-Even for their sake, O Youthful Ones, with kindest heart take us to you to be your own.
20 Who, like a celebrated boxer, overcome the challengers in every fight: They who, like shining bulls, are most illustrious-honour those Maruts with thy song.
21 Allied by common ancestry, ye Maruts, even the Cows, alike in energy, Lick, all by turns, each other's head.
mártaś cid vo nr̥tavo rukmavakṣasa úpa bhrātr̥tvám ā́yati | ádhi no gāta marutaḥ sádā hí va āpitvám ásti nídhruvi ||
22 Even mortal man, ye Dancers breast adorned with gold, attains to brotherhood with you. Mark ye and notice us, O Maruts; evermore your friendship is secured to us.
24 Haters of those who serve you not, bliss-bringers, bring us bliss with those auspicious aids Wherewith ye are victorious and guard Sindhu well, and succour Krvi in his need.
25 Maruts, who rest on fair trimmed grass, what balm soever Sindhu or Asikni hath, Or mountains or the seas contain.
víśvam páśyanto bibhr̥thā tanū́ṣu ā́ ténā no ádhi vocata | kṣamā́ rápo maruta ā́turasya na íṣkartā víhrutam púnaḥ ||
26 Ye carry on your bodies, ye who see it all: so bless us graciously therewith. Cast, Maruts, to the ground our sick man's malady: replace the dislocated limb.
8,21 Indra
8.XXI Indra
vayám u tvā́m apūrviya sthūráṃ ná kác cid bháranto avasyávaḥ | vā́je citráṃ havāmahe ||
1 WE call on thee, O Matchless One! We seeking help, possessing nothing firm ourselves, Call on thee wonderful in fight
2 On thee for aid in sacrifice. This youth of ours, the bold, the mighty, hath gonse forth. We therefore, we thy friends, Indra, havie chosen thee, free-giver, as our Guardian God.
4 For we the kinless singers have drawn hither thee, O Indra, who hast numerous kin. With all the forms thou hast, comic thou of bull-like strength, come near to drink the Soma juice.
6 We speak to thee with this our reverential prayer. Why art thou pondering yet awhile? Here are our wishes; thou art liberal, Lord of Bays: we and our hymns are present here.
nū́tnā íd indra te vayám ūtī́ abhūma nahí nū́ te adrivaḥ | vidmā́ purā́ párīṇasaḥ ||
7 For not in recent times alone, O Indra, Thunder-armed, have we obtained thine aid. Of old we knew thy plenteous wealth.
8 Hero, we knew thy friendship and thy rich rewards: these, Thunderer, now we crave of thee. O Vasu, for all wealth that cometh of the kine, sharpen our powers, fair-visored God.
yó na idám-idam purā́ prá vásya āninā́ya tám u va stuṣe | sákhāya índram ūtáye ||
9 Him who of old hath brought to us this and that blessing, him I magnify for you, Even Indra, O my friends, for help
háriaśvaṃ sátpatiṃ carṣaṇīsáhaṃ sá hí ṣmā yó ámandata | ā́ tú naḥ sá vayati gávyam áśviyaṃ stotŕ̥bhyo maghávā śatám ||
10 Borne by Bay Steeds, the Lord of heroes, ruling men, for it is he who takes; delight. May Maghavan bestow on us his worshippers hundreds of cattle and of steeds.
12 May we be victors in the singer's battlesong, and meet the wicked, Much invoked! With heroes smite the foeman and show forth our strength. O Indra, further thou our thoughts.
13 O Indra, from all ancient time rivalless ever and companionless art thou: Thou seekest comradeship in war.
nákī revántaṃ sakhiyā́ya vindase pī́yanti te surāśúvaḥ | yadā́ kr̥ṇóṣi nadanúṃ sám ūhasi ā́d ít pitéva hūyase ||
14 Thou findest not the wealthy man to be thy friend: those scorn thee who are flown with wine. What time thou thunderest and gatherest, then thou, even as a Father, art invoked.
mā́ te amājúro yathā mūrā́sa indra sakhiyé tuvā́vataḥ | ní ṣadāma sácā suté ||
15 O Indra, let us not, like fools who waste their lives at home, with friendship such as thine Sit idly by the poured-out juice.
mā́ te godatra nír arāma rā́dhasa índra mā́ te gr̥hāmahi | dr̥̄ḷhā́+ cid aryáḥ prá mr̥śābhi ā́ bhara ná te dāmā́na ādábhe ||
16 Giver of kine, may we not miss thy gracious gifts: let us not rob thee of thine own. Strip even the strong places of the foe, and bring: thy gifts can never be made vain.
18 Citra is King, and only kinglings are the rest who dwell beside Sarasvatī. He, like Parjanya with his rain, hath spread himself with thousand, yea, with myriad gifts.
1 HITHERWARD have I called to-day, for succour, that most wondrous car Which ye ascended, Aśvins, ye whose paths are red, swift to give Car, for Sūrya's sake.
2 Car ever young, much longed-for, easily invoked, soon guided, first in deeds of might, Which waits and serves, O Sobhari, with benevolence, without a rival or a foe.
4 One of your chariot wheels is moving swiftly round, one speeds for you its onward course. Like a milch-cow, O Lords of splendour, and with haste let your benevolence come to us.
5 That chariot of yours which hath a triple seat and reins of gold, The famous car that traverseth the heaven and earth, thereon Nāsatyas, Aśvins, come.
6 Ye with your plough, when favouring Manu with your help, ploughed the first harvest in the sky. As such will we exalt you, Lords of splendour, now, O Aśvins, with our prayer and praise.
10 The aids wherewith ye helped Paktha and Adhrigt; , and Babhru severed from his friends, —With those, O Aśvins, come hither with speed and soon, and heal whatever is diseased.
12 Through these, ye Mighty Ones, come hither to my call which brings all blessings, wears all forms, —Tlirough which, All-present Heroes, lavishest of food ye strengthened Krvi, come through these.
14 Ye who are Lords of splendour, ye whose paths are red, at eve, at mom, at sacrifice, Give us not utterly as prey to mortal foe, ye Rudras, Lords of ample wealth.
16 Rapid as thought, and strong, and speeding to thejoy, bringing. your swiftly-coming help, Be to us a protection even from far away Lords of great wealth, with many aids. '
18 Choice-worthy strength, heroic, firm and excellent, uninjured by the Rakṣas foe, At this your coming nigh, ye Lords of ample wealth and all good things, may we obtain.
1 CHEIF Priest is Agni at the laud, as stones and grass at sacrifice: With song I seek the Maruts, Brahmaṇaspati, Gods for help much to be desired.
ā́ paśúṃ gāsi pr̥thivī́ṃ vánaspátīn uṣā́sā náktam óṣadhīḥ | víśve ca no vasavo viśvavedaso dhīnā́m bhūta prāvitā́raḥ ||
2 I sing to cattle and to Earth, to trees, to Dawns, to Night, to plants. O all ye Vasus, ye possessors of all wealth, be ye the furtherers of our thoughts.
4 Lords of all wealth, may they be strengtheners of man, destroyers of his enemies. Lords of all wealth, do ye, with guards which none may harm, preserve our dwelling free from foes.
6 Send us delightful things, ye Maruts, on your steeds: come ye, O Mitra, to our gifts. Let Indra, Varuṇa, and the Ādityas sit, swift Heroes, on our sacred grass.
7 We who have trimmed the grass for you, and set the banquet in array, And pressed the Soma, call you, Varuina, like men, with sacrificial fires aflame.
8 O Maruts, Visinu, Aśvins, Pūṣan, haste away with minds turned hitherward to Me. Let the Strong Indra, famed as Vṛtra's slayer, come first with the winners of the spoil.
ví no devāso adruho áchidraṃ śárma yachata | ná yád dūrā́d vasavo nū́ cid ántito várūtham ādadhárṣati ||
9 Ye Guileless Gods, bestow on us a refuge strong on every side, A sure protection, Vasus, unassailable from near at hand or from afar.
10 Kinship have I with you, and close alliance O ye Gods, destroyers of our foes. Call us to our prosperity of former days, and soon to new klicity.
idā́ hí va úpastutim idā́ vāmásya bhaktáye | úpa vo viśvavedaso namasyúr ā́m̐ ásr̥kṣi ániyām iva ||
11 For now have I sent forth to you, that I may win a fair reward, Lords of all wealth, with homage, this my song of praise. like a milch-cow that faileth not.
úd u ṣyá vaḥ savitā́ supraṇītayo ásthād ūrdhvó váreṇiyaḥ | ní dvipā́daś · cátuṣpādo arthíno áviśran patayiṣṇávaḥ ||
12 Excellent Savitar hath mounted up on high for you, ye sure and careful Guides. Bipeds and quadrupeds, with several hopes and aims, and birds have settled to their tasks.
13 Singing their praise with God-like thought let us invoke each God for grace, Each God to bring you help, each God to strengthen you.
devā́so hí ṣmā mánave sámanyavo víśve sākáṃ sárātayaḥ | té no adyá té aparáṃ tucé tú no bhávantu varivovídaḥ ||
14 For of one spirit are the Gods with mortal man, co-sharers all of gracious gifts. May they increase our strength hereafter and to-day, providing case and ample room.
prá vaḥ śaṃsāmi adruhaḥ saṃsthá úpastutīnãm | ná táṃ dhūrtír varuṇa mitra mártiyaṃ yó vo dhā́mabhyo ávidhat ||
15 I laud you, O ye Guileless Gods, here where we meet to render praise. None, Varuṇa and Mitra, harins the mortal, man who honours and obeys your laws.
16 He makes his house endure, he gathers plenteous food who pays obedience to your will. Born in his sons anew he spreads as Law commands, and prospers every way unharmed.
18 E’en on the plain for him ye make a sloping path, an easy way where road is none: And far away from him the ineffectual shaft must vanish, shot at him in vain.
20 Or, Asuras, when ye have sheltered the worshipper who goes to sacrifice, at evemay we, O Vasus, ye possessors of all wealth, come then into the midst of You.
22 Then we, imperial Rulers, claim of you this boon, your wide protection, as a son. May we, Ādityas, offering holy gifts, obtain that which shall bring us greater bliss.
15 As in all frays the hero, so swift moves his car whom Gods attend. The man who, sacrificing, strives to win the heart of Deities will conquer those who worship not.
ná yajamāna riṣyasi ná sunvāna ná devayo | devā́nãṃ yá ín máno yájamāna íyakṣati abhī́d áyajvano bhuvat ||
16 Ne’er are ye injured, worshipper, presser of juice, or pious man. The man who, sacrificing, strives to win the heart of Deities will conquer those who worship not.
nákiṣ ṭáṃ kármaṇā naśan ná prá yoṣan ná yoṣati | devā́nãṃ yá ín máno yájamāna íyakṣati abhī́d áyajvano bhuvat ||
17 None in his action equals him, none holds him far or keeps him off. The man who, sacrificing, strives to win the heart of Deities will conquer those who worship not.
18 Such strength of heroes shall be his, such mastery of fleet-foot steeds. The man who, sacrificing, strives to win the heart of Deities will conquer those who worship not.
1 WE compass thee like waters, we whose grass is trimmed and Soma pressed. Here where the filter pours its stream, thy worshippers round thee, O Vṛtra-slayer, sit.
3 Boldly, Bold Hero, bring us spoil in thousands for the Kaṇvas' sake. O active Maghavan, with eager prayer we crave the yellow-hued with store ol kine.
4 Medhyātithi, to Indra sing, drink of the juice to make thee glad. Close-knit to his Bay Steeds, bolt-armed, beside the juice is he: his chariot is of gold.
5 He Who is praised as strong of hand both right and left, most wise and hold: Indra who, rich in hundreds, gathers thousands up, honoured as breaker-down of forts.
6 The bold of heart whom none provokes, who stands in bearded confidence; Much-lauded, very glorious, overthrowing foes, strong Helper, like a bull with might.
7 Who knows what vital ower he wins, drinking beside the flowing juice? This is the fair-checked God who, joying in the draught, breaks down the castles in his strength.
dānā́ mr̥gó ná vāraṇáḥ purutrā́ caráthaṃ dadhe | nákiṣ ṭuvā ní yamad ā́ suté gamo mahā́ṃś carasi ójasā ||
8 As a wild elephant rushes on this way and that way, mad with heat, 'None may compel thee, yet come hither to the draught: thou movest mighty in thy power.
9 When he, the Mighty, ne’er o’erthrown, steadfast, made ready for the fight, When Indra Maghavan lists to his praiser's call, he will not stand aloof, but come.
satyám itthā́ vŕ̥ṣéd asi vŕ̥ṣajūtir no ávr̥taḥ | vŕ̥ṣā hí ugra śr̥ṇviṣé parāváti vŕ̥ṣo arvāváti śrutáḥ ||
10 Yea, verily, thou art a Bull, with a bull's rush. whom none may stay: Thou Mighty One, art celebrated as a Bull, famed as a Bull both near and far.
11 Thy reins are very bulls in strength, bulls' strength is in thy golden whip. Thy car, O Maghavan, thy Bays are strong as bulls: thou, Śatakratu, art a Bull.
12 Let the strong presser press for thee. Bring hither, thou straight-rushing Bull. The mighty makes the mighty run in flowing streams for thee whom thy Bay Horses bear.
13 Come, thou most potent Indra, come to drink the savoury Soma juice. Maghavan, very wise, will quickly come to hear the songs, the prayer, the hymns of praise.
14 When thou hast mounted on thy car let thy yoked Bay Steeds carry thee, Past other men's libations, Lord of Hundred Powers, thee, Vṛtra-slayer, thee our Friend.
asmā́kam adyá ántamaṃ stómaṃ dhiṣva mahāmaha | asmā́kaṃ te sávanā santu śáṃtamā mádāya dyukṣa somapāḥ ||
15 O thou Most Lofty One, accept our laud as nearest to thine heart. May our libations be most sweet to make thee glad, O Soma-drinker, Heavenly Lord.
1 WITH Agni and with Indra, Viṣṇu. Varuṇa, with the Ādityas, Rudras, Vasus, closely leagued; Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, drink the Soma juice.
2 With all the Holy Thoughts, all being Mighty Ones! in close alliance wil the Mountains, Heaven, and Earth; Accordant. of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, drink the Soma juice.
3 With all the Deities, three times eleven, here, in close alliance with the Maruts, Bhṛgus, Floods; Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, drink the Soma juice.
juṣéthāṃ yajñám bódhataṃ hávasya me víśvehá devau sávanā́va gachatam | sajóṣasā uṣásā sū́riyeṇa ca íṣaṃ no voḷham aśvinā ||
4 Accept the sacrifice, attend to this my call: come nigh, O ye Twain Gods, to all libations here. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, bring us strengthening food.
stómaṃ juṣethāṃ yuvaśéva kanyánāṃ víśvehá devau sávanā́va gachatam | sajóṣasā uṣásā sū́riyeṇa ca íṣaṃ no voḷham aśvinā ||
5 Accept our praise-song as a youth accepts a maid. Come nigh, O ye Twain Gods, to all libations here. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, bring us strengthening food.
gíro juṣethām adhvaráṃ juṣethãṃ víśvehá devau sávanā́va gachatam | sajóṣasā uṣásā sū́riyeṇa ca íṣaṃ no voḷham aśvinā ||
6 Accept the songs we sing, accept the solemn rite. Come nigh, O ye Twain Gods, to all libations here. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, bring us strengthening food.
7 Ye fly as starlings fly unto the forest trees; like buffaloes ye seek the Soma we have shed. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, come thrice, O Aśvins, to our home.
8 Ye fly like swans, like those who travel on their way; like buffaloes ye seek the Soma we have shed. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, come thrice, O Aśvins, to our home.
9 Ye fly to our oblation like a pair of hawks; like buffaloes ye seek the Soma we have shed. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, come thrice, O Aśvins, to our home.
píbataṃ ca tr̥pṇutáṃ cā́ ca gachatam prajā́ṃ ca dhattáṃ dráviṇaṃ ca dhattam | sajóṣasā uṣásā sū́riyeṇa ca ū́rjaṃ no dhattam aśvinā ||
10 Come hitherward and drink and satisfy yourselves, bestow upon us progeny and affluence. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, grant us vigorous strength.
jáyataṃ ca prá stutaṃ ca prá cāvatam prajā́ṃ ca dhattáṃ dráviṇaṃ ca dhattam | sajóṣasā uṣásā sū́riyeṇa ca ū́rjaṃ no dhattam aśvinā ||
11 Conquer your foes, protect us, praise your worshippers; bestow upon us progeny and affluence. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, grant us vigorous strength.
hatáṃ ca śátrūn yátataṃ ca mitríṇaḥ prajā́ṃ ca dhattáṃ dráviṇaṃ ca dhattam | sajóṣasā uṣásā sū́riyeṇa ca ū́rjaṃ no dhattam aśvinā ||
12 Slay enemies, animate men whom ye befriend; bestow upon us progeny and affluence. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, grant us vigorous strength.
13 With Mitra, Varuṇa, Dharma, and the Maruts in your company approach unto your praiser's call. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, and with the Ādityas, Aśvins! come.
14 With Viṣṇu and the Aṅgirases attending you, and with the Maruts come unto your praiser's call. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, and with the Ādityas, Aśvins! come.
15 With Ṛbhus and With Vājas. O ye Mighty Ones, leagued with the Maruts come ye to your praiser's call. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, and with the Ādityas, Aśvins! come.
16 Give spirit to our prayer and animate our thoughts; slay ye the Rākṣasas and drive away disease. Accordant, of One mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, -the presser's Soma, Aśvins drink.
17 Strengthen the Ruling Power, strengthen the men of war; slay ye the Rākṣasas and drive away disease. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, the presser's Soma, Aśvins drink.
18 Give strength unto the milch-kine, give the people strength, slay ye the Rākṣasas and drive away disease. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, the presser's Soma, Aśvins drink.
19 As ye heard Atri's earliest eulogy, so hear Śyāvāśva, Soma-presser, ye who reel in joy. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, drink juice, O Aśvins, three days old.
20 Further like running streams Śyāvāśva's eulogies who presses out the Soma, ye who reel in joy. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, drink juice, O Aśvins, three days old.
21 Seize, as ye grasp the reins, Śyāvāśva's solemn rites who presses out the Soma, ye who reel in joy. Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, drink juice, O Aśvins, three days old.
22 Drive down your chariot hitherward drink ye the Soma's savoury juice. Approach, ye Aśvins, come to us: I call you, eager for your aid. Grant treasures to the worshipper.
23 When sacrifice which tells our reverence hath begun. Heroes! to drink the gushing juice, Approach, ye Aśvins, come to us: I call you, eager for your aid. Grant treasures to the worshipper.
24 Sate you with consecrated drink, with juice effused, ye Deities. Approach, ye Aśvins, come to us: I call you, eager for your aid. Grant treasures to the worshipper.
1 THOU helpest him whose grass is trimmed, who sheds the juice, O Śatakratu, drink Soma to make thee glad. The share which they have fixed for thee, thou, Indra, Victor o’er all hosts and space, begirt with Maruts, Lord of Heroes, winner of the floods.
7 Hear thou Śyāvāśva while he pours to thee, as erst thou heardest Atri when he wrought his holy rites. Indra, thou only gavest Trasadasyu aid in the fierce fight with heroes, strengthening his prayers.
1 THIS prayer, and those who shed the juice, in wars with Vṛtra thou holpest, Indra, Lord of Strength, with all thy succours. O Vṛtra-slayer, from libation poured at noon, drink of the Soma juice, thou blameless Thunderer.
7 Hear thou Śyāvāśva while he sings to thee, as erst thou heardest Atri when he wrought his holy rites. Indra, thou only gavest Trasadasyu aid in the fierce fight with heroes, strengthening his powers.
1 THE glorious Agni have I praised, and worshipped with. the sacred food. May Agni deck the Gods for us. Between both gathering-places he goes on his embassy, the Sage. May all the others die away.
ní agne návyasā vácas tanū́ṣu śáṃsam eṣãm | ní árātī rárāvaṇāṃ† víśvā aryó árātĩr itó yuchantu āmúro nábhantām anyaké same ||
2 Agni, burn down the word within their bodies through our newest speech, All hatreds of the godless, all the wicked man's malignities. Away let the destroyers go. May all the others die away.
ágne mánmāni túbhya° káṃ ghr̥táṃ ná juhva āsáni | sá devéṣu prá cikiddhi tuváṃ hí ási pūrviyáḥ śivó dūtó vivásvato nábhantām anyaké same ||
3 Agni, I offer hymns to thee, like holy oil within thy mouth. Acknowledge them. among the Gods, for thou art the most excellent, the worshipper's blissful messenger. Let all the others die away.
tát-tad agnír váyo dadhe yáthā-yathā kr̥paṇyáti | ūrjā́hutir vásūnãṃ śáṃ ca yóś ca máyo dadhe víśvasyai deváhūtiyai nábhantām anyaké same ||
4 Agni bestows all vital power even as each man supplicates. He brings the Vasus strengthening gifts, and grants delight, in rest and stir, for every calling on the Gods. Let all the others die away.
sá ciketa sáhīyasā agníś citréṇa kármaṇā | sá hótā śáśvatīnãṃ dákṣiṇābhir abhī́vr̥ta inóti ca pratīvíyaṃ nábhantām anyaké same ||
5 Agni hath made himself renowned by wonderful victorious act. He is the Priest of all the tribes, chosen with sacrificial meeds. He urges Deities to receive. Let all the others die away.
agnír jātā́ devā́nãm agnír veda mártiānām° apīcíyam | agníḥ sá draviṇodã́ agnír dvā́rā ví ūrṇute súāhuto návīyasā nábhantām anyaké same ||
6 Agni knows all that springs from Gods, he knows the mystery of men. Giver of wealth is Agni, he uncloses both the doors to us when worshipped with our newest gift. Let all the others die away.
agnír devéṣu sáṃvasuḥ sá vikṣú yajñíyāsu ā́ | sá mudā́ kā́viyā purú víśvam bhū́meva puṣyati devó devéṣu yajñíyo nábhantām anyaké same ||
7 Agni inhabiteth with Gods and men who offer sacrifice. He cherisheth with great delight much wisdom, as all things that be, God among Gods adorable. May all the others die away.
8 Agni who liveth in all streams, Lord of the Sevenfold Race of men, Him dweller in three homes we seek, best slayer of the Dasyus for Mandhātar, first in sacrifice. Let all the others die away.
agnís trī́ṇi tridhā́tūni ā́ kṣeti vidáthā kavíḥ | sá trī́m̐r ekādaśā́m̐ ihá yákṣac ca pipráyac ca no vípro dūtáḥ páriṣkr̥to nábhantām anyaké same ||
9 Agni the Wise inhabiteth three gathering-places, triply formed. Decked as our envoy let the Sage bring hither and conciliate the Thrice Eleven Deities. Let all the others die away.
10 Our Agni, thou art first among the Gods, and first mid living men. Thou only rulest over wealth. Round about thee, as natural dams, circumfluous the waters run. Let all the others die away.
1 INDRA and Agni, surely ye as Conquerors will give us wealth, Whereby in fight we may o’ercome that which is strong and firmly fixed, as Agni burns the woods with wind. Let all the others die away.
2 We set no snares to tangle you; Indra we worship and adore, Hero of heroes mightiest. Once may he come unto us with his Steed, come unto us to win us strength, and to complete the sacrifice.
3 For, famous Indra-Agni, ye are dwellers in the midst of frays. Sages in wisdom, ye are knit to him who seeketh you as friends. Heroes, bestow on him his wish.
4 Nabhāka-like, with sacred song Indra's and Agni's praise I sing, Theirs to whom all this world belongs, this heaven and this mighty earth which bear rich treasure in their lap.
5 To Indra and to Agni send your prayers, as was Nabhāka's wont, —Who oped with sideway opening the sea with its foundations seven—Indra all powerful in his might.
6 Tear thou asunder, as of old, like tangles of a creeping plant, Demolish thou the Dāsa's might. May we with Indra's help divide the treasure he hath gathered up.
7 What time with this same song these men call Indra-Agni sundry ways, May we with our own heroes quell those who provoke us to the fight, and conquer those who strive with us.
8 The Two refulgent with their beams rise and come downward from the sky. By Indra's and by Agni's hest, flowing away, the rivers, run which they released from their restraint.
pūrvī́ṣ ṭa indrópamātayaḥ pūrvī́r utá práśastayaḥ | sū́no hinvásya harivaḥ vásvo vīrásya apŕ̥co yā́ nú sā́dhanta no dhíyo nábhantām anyaké same ||
9 O Indra, many are thine aids, many thy ways of guiding us, Lord of the Bay Steeds, Hinva's Son. To a Good Hero come our prayers, which soon shall have accomplishment.
táṃ śiśītā suvr̥ktíbhis tveṣáṃ sátvānam r̥gmíyam | utó nú cid yá ójasā śúṣṇasyāṇḍā́ni bhédati jéṣat súvarvatīr apó nábhantām anyaké same ||
10 Inspire him with your holy hymns, the Hero bright and glorious, Him who with might demolisheth even the brood of Śuṣṇa, and winneth for us the heavenly streams.
táṃ śiśītā suadhvaráṃ satyáṃ sátvānam r̥tvíyam | utó nú cid yá óhata āṇḍā́ śúṣṇasya bhédati ájaiḥ súvarvatīr apó nábhantām anyaké same ||
11 Inspire him worshipped with fair rites, the glorious Hero truly brave. He brake in pieces Śuṣṇa's brood who still expected not the stroke, and won for us the heavenly streams. Let all the others die away.
12 Thus have we sung anew to Indra-Agni, as sang our sires, Aṅgirases, and Mandhātar. Guard us with triple shelter and preserve us: may we be masters of a store of riches.
1 To make this Varuṇa come forth sing thou a song unto the band of Maruts wiser than thyself, — This Varuṇa who guardeth well the thoughts of men like herds of kine. Let all the others die away.
tám ū ṣú samanā́ girā́ pitr̥̄ṇã́ṃ ca mánmabhiḥ | nābhākásya práśastibhir yáḥ síndhūnām úpodayé saptásvasā sá madhyamó nábhantām anyaké same ||
2 Him altogether praise I with the song and hymns our fathers sang, and with Nabhāka's eulogies, —Him dwelling at the rivers’ source, surrounded by his Sisters Seven.
sá kṣápaḥ pári ṣasvaje ní usró māyáyā dadhe | sá víśvam pári darśatáḥ tásya vénīr ánu vratám uṣás tisró avardhayan nábhantām anyaké same ||
3 The nights he hath encompassed, and stablished the morns with magic art visible over all is he. His dear Ones, following his Law, have prospered the Three Dawns for him.
yáḥ kakúbho nidhārayáḥ pr̥thivyā́m ádhi darśatáḥ | sá mā́tā pūrviyám padáṃ tád váruṇasya sáptiyaṃ sá hí gopā́ ivériyo nábhantām anyaké same ||
4 He, visible o’er all the earth, stablished the quarters of the sky: He measured out the eastern place, that is the fold of Varuṇa: like a strong herdsman is the God.
yó dhartā́ bhúvanānãṃ yá usrā́ṇām apīcíyā | véda nā́māni gúhiyā sá kavíḥ kā́viyā purú rūpáṃ dyaúr iva puṣyati nábhantām anyaké same ||
5 He who supports the worlds of life, he who well knows the hidden names mysterious of the morning beams, He cherishes much wisdom, Sage, as heaven brings forth each varied form.
6 In whom all wisdom centres, as the nave is set within the wheel. Haste ye to honour Trita, as kine haste to gather in the fold, even as they muster steeds to yoke.
7 He wraps these regions as a robe; he contemplates the tribes of Gods and all the works of mortal men. Before the home of Varuṇa all the Gods follow his decree.
sá samudró apīcíyas turó dyā́m iva rohati | ní yád āsu yájur dadhé sá māyā́ arcínā padā́ ástr̥ṇān nā́kam ā́ruhan nábhantām anyaké same ||
8 He is an Ocean far-removed, yet through the heaven to him ascends the worship which these realms possess. With his bright foot he overthrew their magic, and went up to heaven.
yásya śvetā́ vicakṣaṇā́ tisró bhū́mīr adhikṣitáḥ | trír úttarāṇi paprátur váruṇasya dhruváṃ sádaḥ sá saptānā́m irajyati nábhantām anyaké same ||
9 Ruler, whose bright far-seeing rays, pervading all three earths, have filled the three superior realms of heaven. Firm is the seat of Varuṇa: over the Seven he rules as King.
yáḥ śvetā́m̐ ádhinirṇijaś cakré kr̥ṣṇā́m̐ ánu vratā́ | sá dhā́ma pūrviyám mame yá skambhéna ví ródasī ajó ná dyā́m ádhārayan nábhantām anyaké same ||
10 Who, after his decree, o’erspread the Dark Ones with a robe of light; Who measured out the ancient seat, who pillared both the worlds apart as the Unborn supported heaven. Let all the others die away.
1 LORD of all wealth, the Asura propped the heavens, and measured out the broad earth's wide expanses. He, King supreme, approached all living creatures. All these are Varuṇa's holy operations.
evā́ vandasva váruṇam br̥hántaṃ namasyā́ dhī́ram amŕ̥tasya gopā́m | sá naḥ śárma trivárūthaṃ ví yaṃsat pātáṃ no dyāvāpr̥thivī upásthe ||
2 So humbly worship Varuṇa the Mighty revere the wise Guard of World Immortal. May he vouchsafe us triply-barred protection. O Earth and Heaven, within your lap preserve us.
3 Sharpen this song of him who strives his utmost, sharpen, God Varuṇa, his strength and insight; May we ascend the ship that bears us safely, whereby we may pass over all misfortune.
7 For verily combined in him are all the fearless powers of aid. Him, rich in wealth, let swift Steeds bring to us, his Bays, to Soma juice for his carouse:
yás te mádo váreṇiyo yá indra vr̥trahántamaḥ | yá ādadíḥ súvar nŕ̥bhir yáḥ pŕ̥tanāsu duṣṭáraḥ ||
8 Yea, that most excellent carouse, Indra, which slays most enemies, With Heroes wins the light of heaven, and is invincible in war:
9 Which merits fame, all-bountiful! and, unsubdued, hath victory in deeds of might. So come to our libations, Strongest! Excellent! May we obtain a stall of kine.
10 Responding to our wish for cows, for steeds, and chariots, as of old, Be gracious, Greatest of the Great
nahí te śūra rā́dhaso ántaṃ vindā́mi satrā́ | daśasyā́ no maghavan nū́ cid adrivo dhíyo vā́jebhir āvitha ||
11 For, Hero, nowhere can I find the bounds of thy munificence. Still do thou favour us, O Bolt-armed Maghavan: with strength hast thou rewarded hymns.
yá r̥ṣváḥ śrāvayátsakhā víśvét sá veda jánimā puruṣṭutáḥ | táṃ víśve mā́nuṣā yugā́ índraṃ havante taviṣáṃ yatásrucaḥ ||
12 High, glorifier of his friend, he knows all generations, he whom many praise. All races of mankind with ladies lifted up invoke that Mighty Indra's aid.
sá no vā́jeṣu avitā́ purūvásuḥ purasthātā́ maghávā vr̥trahā́ bhuvat ||
13 Be he our Champion and Protector in great deeds, rich in all wealth, the Vṛtra-slayer, Maghavan. 14 In the wild raptures of the juice sing to your Hero with high laud, to him the Wise,
16 Him, Sovran Ruler of all precious things, who even hath power o’er this fair form of his, As now it taketh shape, and afterward,
maháḥ sú vo áram iṣe stávāmahe | mīḷhúṣe araṃgamā́ya jágmaye yajñébhir gīrbhír viśvámanuṣām marútām iyakṣasi gā́ye tvā námasā girā́ ||
17 We praise, so that the Mighty One may speed to you, Pourer of bounties, Traveller, prepared to go. Thou favourest the Maruts known to all, by song and sacrifice. With song and praise I sing to thee.
18 We in the sacrifice perform their will whose voice is lifted high, The worship of those Thundering Ones who o’er the ridges of these mountains fly in troops.
19 O Indra, Mightiest, bring us that which crushes men of evil minds, Wealth suited to our needs, O Stirrer of the thought, best wealth, O thou who stirrest thought.
20 O Winner, noble winner, strong, wondrous, most splendid, excellent, Sole Lord of victory, bring all-overpowering wealth, joy-giving, chief in deeds of might.
ā́ sá etu yá ī́vad ā́m̐ ádevaḥ pūrtám ādadé | yáthā cid váśo aśviyáḥ pr̥thuśrávasi kānīté asyā́ viúṣi ādadé ||
21 Now let the godless man approach who hath received reward so great As Vaśa, Aśvya, when this light of morning dawned, received from Pṛthuśravas, from Kanīta's son.
22 Steeds sixty thousand and ten thousand kine, and twenty hundred camels I obtained; Ten hundred brown in hue, and other ten red in three spots: in all, ten thousand kine.
24 The gifts which Pṛthuśravas gave, Kanīta's son munificent. He gave a chariot wrought of gold: the prince was passing bountiful, and won himself most lofty fame.
ā́ no vāyo mahé táne yāhí makhā́ya pā́jase | vayáṃ hí te cakr̥mā́ bhū́ri dāváne sadyáś cin máhi dāváne ||
25 Come thou to this great rite of ours, Vāyu! to give us vigorous light. We have served thee that thou mightest give much to us, yea, mightest quickly give great wealth.
26 Who with thrice seven times seventy horses comes to us, invested with the rays of morn, Through these our Soma-draughts and those who press, to give, drinker of pure bright Soma Juice.
yó ma imáṃ cid u tmánā ámandac citráṃ dāváne | araṭvé ákṣe náhuṣe sukŕ̥tvani sukŕ̥ttarāya sukrátuḥ ||
27 Who hath inclined this glorious one, bounteous himself, to give me gifts. Borne on firm chariot with the prosperous Nahuṣa, wise, to a man yet more devout.
28 Sole Lord in beauty meet for praise, O Vāyu, dropping fatness down, Hurried along by steeds, by camels, and by hounds, spreads forth thy train: even this it is.
śatáṃ dāsé balbūthé vípras tárukṣa ā́ dade | té te vāyav imé jánā mádanti índragopā mádanti devágopāḥ ||
32 A hundred has the sage received, Dāsa Balbūtha's and Tarukṣa's gifts. These are thy people, Vāyu, who rejoice with Indra for their guard, rejoice with Gods for guards.
33 And now to Vaśa Aśvya here this stately woman is led forth, Adorned with ornaments of gold.
8,47 Ādityas
8.XLVII Ādityas
máhi vo mahatā́m ávo váruṇa mítra dāśúṣe | yám ādityā abhí druhó rákṣathā ném agháṃ naśad aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
1 GREAT help ye give the worshipper, Varuṇa, Mitra, Mighty Ones! No sorrow ever reaches him whom ye, Ādityas, keep from harm. Yours are incomparable aids, and good the succour they afford.
vidā́ devā aghā́nãm ā́dityāso apā́kr̥tim | pakṣā́ váyo yáthopári ví asmé śárma yachata aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
2 O Gods, Ādityas, well ye know the way to keep all woes afar. As the birds spread their sheltering wings, spread your protection over us.
ví asmé ádhi śárma tát pakṣā́ váyo ná yantana | víśvāni viśvavedaso varūthíyā manāmahe aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
3 As the birds spread their sheltering wings let your protection cover us. We mean all shelter and defence, ye who have all things for your own.
yásmā árāsata kṣáyaṃ jīvā́tuṃ ca prácetasaḥ | mánor víśvasya ghéd imá ādityā́ rāyá īśate aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
4 To whomsoever they, Most Wise, have given a home and means of life, O'er the whole riches of this man they, the Ādityas, have control.
pári ṇo vr̥ṇajann aghā́ durgā́ṇi rathíyo yathā | syā́méd índrasya śármaṇi ādityā́nām utā́vasi aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
5 As drivers of the car avoid ill roads, let sorrows pass us by. May we be under Indra's guard, in the Ādityas’ favouring grace.
parihvr̥téd anā́ jáno yuṣmā́dattasya vāyati | dévā ádabhram āśa vo yám ādityā áhetana aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
6 For verily men sink and faint through loss of wealth which ye have given. Much hath he gained from you, O Gods, whom ye, Ādityas, have approached.
ná táṃ tigmáṃ caná tyájo ná drāsad abhí táṃ gurú | yásmā u śárma saprátha ā́dityāso árādhuvam aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
7 On him shall no fierce anger fall, no sore distress shall visit him, To whom, Ādityas, ye have lent your shelter that extendeth far.
yuṣmé devā ápi ṣmasi yúdhyanta iva vármasu | yūyám mahó na énaso yūyám árbhād uruṣyata aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
8 Resting in you, O Gods, we are like men who fight in coats of mail. Ye guard us from each great offence, ye guard us from each lighter fault.
áditir na uruṣyatu áditiḥ śárma yachatu | mātā́ mitrásya reváto aryamṇó váruṇasya ca aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
9 May Aditi defend us, may Aditi guard and shelter us, Mother of wealthy Mitra and of Aryaman and Varuṇa.
17 As we collect the utmost debt, even the eighth and sixteenth part, So unto Āptya we transfer together all the evil dream.
ájaiṣmādyā́sanāma ca ábhūmā́nāgaso vayám | úṣo yásmād duṣvápniyād ábhaiṣmā́pa tád uchatu aneháso va ūtáyaḥ suūtáyo va ūtáyaḥ ||
18 Now have we conquered and obtained, and from our trespasses are free. Shine thou away the evil dream, O Dawn, whereof we are afraid. Yours are incomparable aids, and good the succour they afford.
1 WISELY have I enjoyed the savoury viand, religious-thoughted, best to find out treasure, The food to which all Deities and mortals, calling it meath, gather themselves together.
2 Tlou shalt be Aditi as thou hast entered within, appeaser of celestial anger. Indu, enjoying Indra's friendship, bring us—as a swift steed the car—forward to riches.
3 We have drunk Soma and become immortal; we have attained the light, the Gods discovered. Now what may foeman's malice do to harm us? What, O Immortal, mortal man's deception?
4 Absorbed into the heart, be sweet, O Indu, as a kind father to his son, O Soma, As a wise Friend to friend: do thou, wide-ruler, O Soma, lengthen out our days for living.
imé mā pītā́ yaśása uruṣyávo ráthaṃ ná gā́vaḥ sám anāha párvasu | té mā rakṣantu visrásaś carítrãd utá mā srā́mād yavayantu índavaḥ ||
5 These glorious drops that give me freedom have I drunk. Closely they knit my joints as straps secure a car. Let them protect my foot from slipping on the way: yea, let the drops I drink preserve me from disease.
6 Make me shine bright like fire produced by friction: give us a clearer sight and make us better. For in carouse I think of thee, O Soma, Shall I, as a rich man, attain to comfort?
7 May we enjoy with an enlivened spirit the juice thou givest, like ancestral riches. O Soma, King, prolong thou our existence as Sūrya makes the shining days grow longer.
8 King Soma, favour us and make us prosper: we are thy devotees; of this be mindful. Spirit and power are fresh in us, O Indu give us not up unto our foeman's pleasure.
tuváṃ hí nas tanúvaḥ soma gopā́ gā́tre-gātre niṣasátthā nr̥cákṣāḥ | yát te vayám praminā́ma vratā́ni sá no mr̥̄ḷa+ suṣakhā́ deva vásyaḥ ||
9 For thou hast settled in each joint, O Soma, aim of men's eyes and guardian of our bodies. When we offend against thine holy statutes, as a kind Friend, God, best of all, be gracious.
10 May I be with the Friend whose heart is tender, who, Lord of Bays! when quaffed will never harm me-This Soma now deposited within me. For this, I pray for longer life to Indra.
11 Our maladies have lost their strength and vanished: they feared, and passed away into the darkness. Soma hath risen in us, exceeding mighty, and we are come where men prolong existence.
yó na índuḥ pitaro hr̥tsú pītó ámartiyo mártiyām̐ āvivéśa | tásmai sómāya havíṣā vidhema mr̥̄ḷīké+ asya sumataú siyāma ||
12. Fathers, that Indu which our hearts have drunken, Immortal in himself, hath entered mortals. So let us serve this Soma with oblation, and rest securely in his grace and favour.
13 Associate with the Fathers thou, O Soma, hast spread thyself abroad through earth and heaven. So with oblation let us serve thee, Indu, and so let us become the lords of riches,
14 Give us your blessing, O ye Gods’ preservers. Never may sleep or idle talk control us. But evermore may we, as friends of Soma, speak to the synod with brave sons around us.
15 On all sides, . Soma, thou art our life-giver: aim of all eyes, light-finder, come within us. Indu, of one accord with thy protections both from behind and from before preserve us.
1 TO you will I sing Indra's praise who gives good gifts as well we know; The praise of Maghavan who, rich in treasure, aids his singers with wealth thousandfold.
2 As with a hundred hosts, he rushes boldly on, and for the offerer slays his foes. As from a mountain flow the water-brooks, thus flow his gifts who feedeth many a one.
ā́ tvā sutā́sa índavo mádā yá indra girvaṇaḥ | ā́po ná vajrinn ánu okíyaṃ sáraḥ pr̥ṇánti śūra rā́dhase ||
3 The drops effused, the gladdening draughts, O Indra, Lover of the Son As waters seek the lake where they are wont to rest, fill thee, for bounty, Thunderer.
4 The matchless draught that strengthens and gives eloquence, the sweetest of the meath drink thou, That in thy joy thou maysi scatter thy gifts o’er us, plenteously, even as the dust.
ā́ na stómam úpa dravád dhyānó° áśvo ná sótr̥bhiḥ | yáṃ te svadhāvan svadáyanti dhenáva índra káṇveṣu rātáyaḥ ||
5 Come quickly to our laud, urged on by Soma-pressers like a horse-Laud, Godlike Indra, which milch-kine make sweet for thee: with Kaṇva's sons are gifts for thee.
ugráṃ ná vīráṃ námasópa sedima víbhūtim ákṣitāvasum | udrī́va vajrinn avató ná siñcaté kṣáranti indra dhītáyaḥ ||
6 With homage have we sought thee as a Hero, strong, preeminent, with unfailing wealth. O Thunderer, as a plenteous spring pours forth its stream, so, Indra, flow our songs to thee.
7 If now thou art at sacrifice, or if thou art upon the earth, Come thence, high-thoughted! to our sacrifice with the Swift, come, Mighty with the Mighty Ones.
8 The active, fleet-foot, tawny Coursers that are thine are swift to victory, like the Wind, Wherewith thou goest round to visit Manus' seed, wherewith all heaven is visible.
1 SAKRA I praise, to win his aid, far-famed, exceeding bountiful, Who gives, as ’twere in thousands, precious wealth to him who sheds the juice and worships him.
śatā́nīkā hetáyo asya duṣṭárā índrasya samíṣo mahī́ḥ | girír ná bhujmā́ maghávatsu pinvate yád īṃ sutā́ ámandiṣuḥ ||
2 Arrows with hundred points, unconquerable, are this Indra's n-dghty arms in war. He streams on liberal worshippers like a hill with springs, when juices poured have gladdened him.
yád īṃ sutā́sa índavo abhí priyám ámandiṣuḥ | ā́po ná dhāyi sávanam ma ā́ vaso dúghā ivópa dāśúṣe ||
3 What time the flowing Soma-drops have gladdened with their taste the Friend, Like water, gracious Lord! were my libations made, like milch-kine to the worshipper.
4 To him the peerless, who is calling you to give you aid, forth flow the drops of pleasant meath. The Soloa-drops which call on thee, O gracious Lord, have brought thee to our hymn of praise.
ā́ naḥ sóme suadhvará iyānó 'tyo° ná tośate | yáṃ te svadāvan suádanti gūrtáyaḥ pauré chandayase hávam ||
5 He rushes hurrying like a steed to Soma that adorns our rite, Which hymns make sweet to thee, lover of pleasant food. The call to Paura thou dost love.
6 Praise the strong, grasping Hero, winner of the spoil, ruling supreme oer mighty wealth. Like a full spring, O Thunderer, from thy store hast thou poured on the worshipper evermore.
7 Now whether thou be far away, or in the heavens, or on the earth, O Indra, mighty- thoughted, harnessing thy Bays, come Lofty with the Lofty Ones.
rathirā́so hárayo yé te asrídha ójo vā́tasya píprati | yébhir ní dásyum mánuṣo nighóṣayo yébhiḥ súvaḥ parī́yase ||
8 The Bays who draw thy chariot, Steeds who injure none, surpass the wind's impetuous strength-With whom thou silencest the enemy of man, with whon; thou goest round the sky.
10 As, Maghavan, to Kaṇva at the sacred feast, to Dirghanitha thine home-friend, As to Gosarya thou, Stone-darter, gavest wealth, give me a gold-bright stall of kine.
2 T'he son of Prsadvana was Praskaniva's host, who lay decrepit and forlorn. Aided by thee the Ṛṣi Dasyave-vrka strove to obtain thousands of kine.
yá ukthébhir ná vindháte cikíd yá r̥ṣicódanaḥ | índraṃ tám áchā vada návyasyā matī́ áriṣyantaṃ ná bhójase ||
3 Call hither with thy newest song Indra who lacks not hymns of praise, Him who observes and knows, inspirer of the sage, him who seems eager to enjoy.
yásmā arkáṃ saptáśīrṣāṇam ānr̥cús tridhā́tum uttamé padé | sá tv ìmā́ víśvā bhúvanāni cikradad ā́d íj janiṣṭa paúṃsiyam ||
4 He unto whom they sang the seven-headed hymn, three-parted, in the loftiest place, He sent his thunder down on all these living things, and so displayed heroic might.
yó no dātā́ vásūnãm índraṃ táṃ hūmahe vayám | vidmā́ hí asya sumatíṃ návīyasīṃ gaméma gómati vrajé ||
5 We invocate that Indra who bestoweth precious things on us. Now do we know his newest favour; may we gain a stable that is full of kine.
6 He whom thou aidest, gracious Lord, to give again, obtains great wealth to nourish him. We with our Soma ready, Lover of the Song! call, Indra Maghavan, on thee.
kadā́ caná starī́r asi néndra saścasi dāśúṣe | úpopén nú maghavan bhū́ya ín nú te dā́naṃ devásya pr̥cyate ||
7 Ne’er art thou fruitless, Indra ne’er dost thou desert the worshipper But now, O Maghavan, thy bounty as a God is poured forth ever more and more.
8 He who hath. overtaken Krvi with his might, and silenced Śuṣṇa with deathbolts, —When he supported yonder heaven and spread it out, then first the son of earth was born.
10 In zealous haste the singers have sung forth a song distilling oil and rich in sweets. Riches have spread among us and heroic strength, with us are flowing Soma-drops.
2 As thou with Mātariśvan, Medhya, Prsadhra, hast cheered thee Indra, with pressed juice, Drunk Soma with Rjunas, Syūmaraśmi, by Dasonya's Dasasipra's side.
3 ’Tis he who made the lauds his own and boldly drank the Soma juice, He to whom Viṣṇu came striding his three wide steps, as Mitra's statutes ordered it.
4 In whose laud thou didst joy, Indra, at the great deed, O Śatakratu, Mighty One! Seeking renown we call thee as the milkers call the cow who yields abundant milk.
yó no dātā́ sá naḥ pitā́ mahā́m̐ ugrá īśānakŕ̥t | áyāmann ugró maghávā purūvásur gór áśvasya prá dātu naḥ ||
5 He is our Sire who gives to us, Great, Mighty, ruling as he wills. Unsought, may he the Strong, Rich, Lord of ample wealth, give us of horses and of kine.
6 He to whom thou, Good Lord, givest that he may give increases wealth that nourishes. Eager for wealth we call on Indra, Lord of wealth, on Śatakratu with our lauds.
kadā́ caná prá yuchasi ubhé ní pāsi jánmanī | túrīyāditya hávanaṃ ta indriyám ā́ tasthāv amŕ̥taṃ diví ||
7 Never art thou neglectful: thou guardest both races with thy care. The call on Indra, fourth Āditya! is thine own. Amṛta is stablished in the heavens.
8 The offercr whom thou, Indra, Lover of the Song, liberal Maghavan, favourest, —As at the call of Kaṇva so, O gracious Lord, hear, thou our songs and eulogy.
9 Sung is the song of ancient time: to Indra have ye said the prayer. They have sung many a Brhati of sacrifice, poured forth the worshipper's many thoughts.
sám índro rā́yo br̥hatī́r adhūnuta sáṃ kṣoṇī́ sám u sū́riyam | sáṃ śukrā́saḥ śúcayaḥ sáṃ gávāśiraḥ sómā índram amandiṣuḥ ||
10 Indra hath tossed together mighty stores of wealth, and both the worlds, yea, and the Sun. Pure, brightly-shining, mingled with the milk, the draughts of Soma have made Indra glad.
3 The pressing-stones shall pour for us the essence of the meath of all, Drops that have been pressed out afar among the folk, and those that have been pressed near us.
4 Repel all enmities and keep thern far away: let all win treasure for their own. Even among Sistas are the stalks that make thee glad, where thou with Soma satest thee.
5 Come, Indra, very near to us with aids of firmly-based resolve; Come, most auspicious, with thy most auspicious help, good Kinsman, with good kinsmen, come!
6 Bless thou with progeny the chief of men, the lord of heroes, victor in the fray. Aid with thy powers the men who sing thee lauds and keep their spirits ever pure and bright.
yás te sā́dhiṣṭho ávase té siyāma bháreṣu te | vayáṃ hótrābhir utá deváhūtibhiḥ sasavā́ṃso manāmahe ||
7 May we be such in battle as are surest to obtain thy grace: With holy offerings and invocations of the Gods, we mean, that we may win the spoil.
8 Thine, Lord of Bays, am I. Prayer longeth for the spoil. Still with thy help I seek the fight. So, at the raiders' head, I, craving steeds and kine, unite myself with thee alone.
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8.VI Indra
etát ta indra vīríyaṃ gīrbhír gr̥ṇánti kārávaḥ | té stóbhanta ū́rjam āvan ghr̥taścútam paurā́so nakṣan dhītíbhiḥ ||
1 INDRA, the poets with. their hymns extol this hero might of thine: They strengthened, loud in song, thy power that droppeth oil. With hymns the Pauras came to thee.
2 Through piety they came to Indra for his aid, they whose libations give theejoy. As thou with, Krsa and Samvarta hast rejoiced, so, Indra, be thou glad with us.
ā́ no víśve sajóṣaso dévāso gántanópa naḥ | vásavo rudrā́ ávase na ā́ gamañ chr̥ṇvántu marúto hávam ||
3 Agreeing in your spirit, all ye Deities, come nigh to us. Vasus and Rudras shall come near to give us aid, and Maruts listen to our call.
4 May Pūṣan, Viṣṇu, and Sarasvatī befriend, and the Seven Streams, this call of mine: May Waters, Wind, the Mountains, and the Forest-Lord, and Earth give ear unto my cry.
yád indra rā́dho ásti te mā́ghonam maghavattama | téna no bodhi sadhamā́diyo vr̥dhé bhágo dānā́ya vr̥trahan ||
5 Indra, with thine own bounteous gift, most liberal of the Mighty Ones, Be our boon benefactor, Vṛtra-slayer, be our feast-companion for our weal.
6 Leader of heroes, Lord of battle, lead thou us to combat, thou Most Sapient One. High fame is theirs who win by invocations, feasts and entertainment of the Gods.
7 Our hopes rest on the Faithful One: in Indra is the people's life. O Maghavan, come nigh that thou mayst give us aid: make plenteous food stream forth for us.
vayáṃ ta indra stómebhir vidhema tvám asmā́kaṃ śatakrato | máhi sthūráṃ śaśayáṃ rā́dho áhrayam práskaṇvāya ní tośaya ||
8 Thee would we worship, Indra, with our songs of praise: O Śatakratu, be thou ours. Pour down upon Praskaṇva bounty vast and firm, exuberant, that shall never fail.
5 Observant Agni hath appeared, oblation-bearer with his car. Agni with his resplendent flame hath shone on high as shines the Sun, hath shone like Sūrya in the heavens.
1 ENDOWED, O Gods, with your primeval wisdom, come quickly with your chariot, O ye Holy. Come with your mighty powers, O ye Nāsatyas; come hither, drink ye this the third libation.
2 The truthful Deities, the Three-and-Thirty, saw you approach before the Ever-Truthful. Accepting this our worship and libation, O Aśvins bright with fire, drink ye the Soma.
3 Aśvins, that work of yours deserves our wonder, —the Bull of heaven and earth and air's mid region; Yea, and your thousand promises in battle, -to all of these come near and drink beside us.
4 Here is your portion laid for you, ye Holy: come to these songs of ours, O ye Nāsatyas. Drink among us the Soma full of sweetness, and with your powers assist the man who worships.
1 HE whom the priests in sundry ways arranging the sacrifice, of one accord, bring hither, Who was appointed as a learned Brahman, -what is the sacrificer's knowledge of him?
2 Kindled in many a spot, still One is Agni; Silrya is One though high o’er all he shineth. Illumining this All, still One is usas. That which is One hath into All developed.
3 The chariot bright and radiant, treasure-laden, three-wheeled, with easy seat, and lightly rolling, Which She of Wondrous Wealth was born to harness, —this car of yours I call. Drink what remaineth.
1 IN offerings poured to you, O Indra-Varuṇa, these shares of yours stream forth to glorify your state. Ye haste to the libations at each sacrifice when ye assist the worshipper who sheds the juice.
2 The waters and the plants, O Indra-Varuṇa, had efficacious vigour, and attained to might: Ye who have gone beyond the path of middle air, —no godless man is worthy to be called your foe.
3 True is your Krsa's word, Indra and Varuṇa: The seven holy voices pour a wave of meath. For their sake, Lords of splendour! aid the pious man who, unbewildered, keeps you ever in his thoughts.
4 Dropping oil, sweet with Soma, pouring forth their stream, are the Seven Sisters in the seat of sacrifice. These, dropping oil, are yours, O Indra-Varuṇa: with these enrich with gifts and help the worshipper.
5 To our great happiness have we ascribed to these Two Bright Ones truthfulness, great strength, and majesty. O Lords of splendour, aid us through the Three-times-Seven, as we pour holy oil, O Indra-Varuṇa.
6 What ye in time of old Indra and Varuṇa, gave Ṛṣis revelation, thought, and power of song, And places which the wise made, weaving sacrifice, —these through my spirit's fervid glow have I beheld. ,
7 O Indra-Varuṇa, grant to the worshippers cheerfulness void of pride, and wealth to nourish them. Vouchsafe us food, prosperity, and progeny, and lengthen out our days that we may see long life.
1 AGNI, come hither with thy fires; we choose thee as Invoking Priest. Let the extended ladle full of oil balm thee, best Priest, to sit on sacred grass.
2 For unto thee, O Aṅgiras, O Son of Strength, move ladles in the sacrifice. To Agni, Child of Force, whose locks drop oil, we seek, foremost in sacrificial rites.
3 Agni, thou art Disposer, Sage, Herald, bright God! and worshipful, Best offerer, cheerful, to be praised in holy rites, pure Lord! by singers with their hymns.
4 Most Youthful and Eternal, bring the longing Gods to me, the guileless, for the feast. Come, Vasu, to the banquet that is well-prepared: rejoice thee, gracious, with our songs.
5 Famed art thou, Agni, far and wide, Preserver, righteous, and a Sage. The holy singers, O refulgent kindled God! arrangers, call on thee to come.
śócā śociṣṭha dīdihí viśé máyo rā́sva stotré mahā́m̐ asi | devā́nāṃ śárman máma santu sūráyaḥ śatrūṣā́haḥ suagnáyaḥ ||
6 Shine, Most Resplendent! blaze, send bliss unto the folk, and to thy worshipper Great art thou. So may my princes, with good fires, subduing foes, rest in the keeping of the Gods.
yáthā cid vr̥ddhám atasám ágne saṃjū́rvasi kṣámi | evā́ daha mitramaho yó asmadhrúg durmánmā káś ca vénati ||
7 O Agni, as thou burnest down to earth even high-grown underwood, So, bright as Mitra is, burn him who injures us, him who plots ill against thy friend.
8 Give us not as a prey to mortal enemy, nor to the wicked friend of fiends. With conquering guards, auspicious, unassailable, protect us, O Most Youthful God.
9 Protect us, Agni, through the first, protect us through the second hymn, Protect us through three hymns, O Lord of Power and Might, through four hymns, Vasu, guard thou us.
pāhí víśvasmād rakṣáso árāvaṇaḥ prá sma vā́jeṣu no ava | tuvā́m íd dhí nédiṣṭhaṃ devátātaya āpíṃ nákṣāmahe vr̥dhé ||
10 Preserve us from each fiend who brings the Gods no gift, preserve thou us in deeds of strength: For we possess in thee the nearest Friend of all, for service of the Gods and weal.
ā́ no agne vayovŕ̥dhaṃ rayím pavāka+ śáṃsiyam | rā́svā ca na upamāte puruspŕ̥haṃ súnītī sváyaśastaram ||
11 O Holy Agni, give us wealth renowned with men and strengthening life. Bestow on us, O Helper, that which many crave, more glorious still by righteousness;
yéna váṃsāma pŕ̥tanāsu śárdhatas táranto aryá ādíśaḥ | sá tváṃ no vardha práyasā śacīvaso jínvā dhíyo vasuvídaḥ ||
12 Wherewith we may o’ercome our rivals in the war, o’erpowering the foe's designs. So wax thou by our food, O Excellent in strength. Quicken our thoughts that find out wealth.
śíśāno vr̥ṣabhó yathā agníḥ śŕ̥ṅge dávidhuvat | tigmā́ asya hánavo ná pratidhŕ̥ṣe sujámbhaḥ sáhaso yahúḥ ||
13 Agni is even as a bull who whets and brandishes his horns. Well-sharpened are his jaws which may not be withstood: the Child of Strength hath powerful teeth.
nahí te agne vr̥ṣabha pratidhŕ̥ṣe jámbhāso yád vitíṣṭhase | sá tváṃ no hotaḥ súhutaṃ havíṣ kr̥dhi váṃsvā no vā́riyā purú ||
14 Not to be stayed, O Bull, O Agni, are thy teeth when thou art spreading far and wide. Make our oblations duly offered up, O Priest, and give us store of precious things.
15 Thou liest in the wood: from both thy Mothers mortals kindle thee. Unweariedly thou bearest up the offerer's gifts, then shinest bright among the Gods.
16 And so the seven priests, O Agni, worship thee, Free-giver, Everlasting One. Thou cleavest through the rock with heat and fervent glow. Agni, rise up above the men.
17 For you let us whose grass is trimmed call Agni, Agni, restless God. Let us whose food is offered call to all the tribes Agni the Invoking Priest of men.
18 Agni, with noble psalm that tells his wish he dwells, thinking on thee who guardest him. Speedily bring us strength of many varied sorts to be most near to succour us.
ágne járitar viśpátis tepānó deva rakṣásaḥ | áproṣivān gr̥hápatir mahā́m̐ asi divás pāyúr duroṇayúḥ ||
19 Agni, Praise-singer! Lord of men, God burner-up of Rākṣasas, Mighty art thou, the ever-present Household-Lord, Home-friend and Guardian from the sky.
20 Let no fiend come among us, O thou rich in light, no spell of those who deal in spells. To distant pastures drive faint hunger: far away, O Agni, chase the demons’ friends.
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8.L Indra
ubháyaṃ śr̥ṇávac ca na índro arvā́g idáṃ vácaḥ | satrā́ciyā maghávā sómapītaye dhiyā́ śáviṣṭha ā́ gamat ||
1 BOTH boons, —may Indra, hitherward turned, listen to this prayer of ours, And mightiest Maghavan with thought inclined to us come near to drink the Soma juice.
táṃ hí svarā́jaṃ vr̥ṣabháṃ tám ójase dhiṣáṇe niṣṭatakṣátuḥ | utópamā́nām prathamó ní ṣīdasi sómakāmaṃ hí te mánaḥ ||
2 For him, strong, independent Ruler, Heaven and Earth have fashioned forth for power and might. Thou seatest thee as first among thy peers in place, for thy soul longs for Soma juice.
3 Fill thyself full, O Lord of wealth, O Indra, with the juice we shed. We know thee, Lord of Bay Steeds victor in the fight, vanquishing e’en the invincible.
4 Changeless in truth, O Maghavan Indra, let it be as thou in wisdom willest it. May we, O fair of check, win booty with thine aid, O Thunderer, swiftly seeking it.
5 Indra, with all thy saving helps give us assistance, Lord of power. For after thee we follow even as glorious bliss, thee, Hero, finder-out of wealth.
pauró áśvasya purukŕ̥d gávām asi útso deva hiraṇyáyaḥ | nákir hí dā́nam parimárdhiṣat tuvé yád-yad yā́mi tád ā́ bhara ||
6 Increaser of our steeds and multiplying kine, a golden well, O God, art thou, For no one may impair the gifts laid up in thee. Bring me whatever thing I ask.
7 For thou, —come to the worshipper! —wilt find great wealth to make us rich. Fill thyself full, O Maghavan, for gain of kine, full, Indra, for the gain of steeds.
8 Thou as thy gift bestowest many hundred herds, yea, many thousands dost thou give. With singers' hymns have we brought the Fort-render near, singing to Indra for his grace.
avipró vā yád ávidhad vípro vā indra te vácaḥ | sá prá mamandat tuvāyā́ śatakrato prā́cāmanyo áhaṃsana ||
9 Whether the simple or the sage, Indra, have offered praise to thee, He Śatakratu! by his love hath gladdened thee, ambitious! ever pressing on!
10 If he the Strong of arm, the breaker-down of forts, the great Destroyer, hear my call, We, seeking riches cry to Indra, Lord of wealth, to Śatakratu with our lauds.
ná pāpā́so manāmahe nā́rāyāso ná jáḷhavaḥ | yád ín nu índraṃ vŕ̥ṣaṇaṃ sácā suté sákhāyaṃ kr̥ṇávāmahai ||
11 We count not then as sinners, nor as niggardly or foolish men, When with the Soma juice which we have shed we make Indra, the Mighty One, our Friend.
12 Him have we yoked in fight, the powerful Conqueror, debt-claimer, not to be deceived. Best charioteer, the Victor marks each fault, he knows the strong to whom he will come near.
yáta indra bháyāmahe táto no ábhayaṃ kr̥dhi | mághavañ chagdhí táva tán na ūtíbhir ví dvíṣo ví mŕ̥dho jahi ||
13 Indra, give us security from that whereof we are afraid. Help us, O Maghavan, let thy succour give us this: drive away foes and enemies.
14 For thou, O liberal Lord of bounty, strengthenest his ample home who worships thee. So Indra, Maghavan, thou Lover of the Song, we with pressed Soma call on thee,
índra spáḷ utá vr̥trahā́ paraspā́ no váreṇiyaḥ | sá no rakṣiṣac caramáṃ sá madhyamáṃ sá paścā́t pātu naḥ puráḥ ||
15 Indra is Vṛtra-slayer, guard, our best defender from the foe. May he preserve our last and middlemost, and keep watch from behind us and before.
16 Defend us from behind, below, above, in front, on all sides, Indra, shield us well. Keep far away from us the terror sent from heaven: keep impious weapons far away.
adyá-adyā śuváḥ-śuva índra trā́sva paré ca naḥ | víśvā ca no jaritr̥̄́n satpate áhā dívā náktaṃ ca rakṣiṣaḥ ||
17 Protect us, Indra, each to-day, each morrow, and each following day. Our singers, through all days, shalt thou, Lord of the brave, keep safely both by day and night.
prabhaṅgī́ śū́ro maghávā tuvī́maghaḥ sámmiślo viríyāya kám | ubhā́ te bāhū́ vŕ̥ṣaṇā śatakrato ní yā́ vájram mimikṣátuḥ ||
18 A crushing Warrior, passing rich is Maghavan, endowed with all heroic might. Thine arms, O Śatakratu, are exceeding strong, arms which have grasped the thunderbolt.
1 OFFER ye up as praise to him that wherein Indra takes delight. The Soma-bringers magnify Indra's great energy with hymns. Good are the gifts that Indra gives.
12 Let us extol this Indra as truthful and never as untrue. Dire is his death who pours no gifts great light hath he who offers them. Good are the gifts that Indra gives.
7 When the Five Tribes with all their men to Indra have sent out their voice, And when the priest hath strewn much grass, this is the Friend's own dwelling-place.
iyám u te ánuṣṭutiś cakr̥ṣé tā́ni paúṃsiyā | prā́vaś cakrásya vartaním ||
8 This praise is verily thine own: thou hast performed these manly deeds, And sped the wheel upon its way.
12 With us are raining Rudras, clouds accordant in call to battle, at the death of Vṛtra, The strong assigned to him who sings and praises. May Gods with Indra at their head protect us.
11 Beside a thousand spotted kine I have received a gift of gold, Pure, brilliant, and exceeding great.
nápāto durgáhasya me sahásreṇa surā́dhasaḥ | śrávo devéṣu akrata ||
12 Durgaha's grandsons, giving me a thousand kine, munificent, Have won renown among the Gods.
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8.LV Indra
tárobhir vo vidádvasum índraṃ sabā́dha ūtáye | br̥hád gā́yantaḥ sutásome adhvaré huvé bháraṃ ná kāríṇam ||
1 LOUD singing at the sacred rite where Soma flows we priests invoke With haste, that he may help, as the bard's Cherisher, Indra who findeth wealth for you.
ná yáṃ dudhrā́ várante ná sthirā́ múro máde suśiprám ándhasaḥ | yá ādŕ̥tyā śaśamānā́ya sunvaté dā́tā jaritrá ukthíyam ||
2. Whom with fair helm, in rapture of the juice, the firm resistless slayers hinder not: Giver of glorious wealth to him who sing a his praise, honouring him who toils and pours:
4 Who for the worshipper scatters forth ample wealth, even though buried, piled in heaps: May Indra, Lord of Bay Steeds, fair-helmed Thunderer, act at his pleasure, as he lists.
yád vāvántha puruṣṭuta purā́ cic chūra nr̥̄ṇã́m+ | vayáṃ tát ta indara+ sám bharāmasi yajñám uktháṃ turáṃ vácaḥ ||
5 Hero whom many praise, what thou hast longed for, oven of old, from men. All that we offer unto thee, O Indra, now, sacrifice, laud, effectual speech.
6 To Soma, Much-invoked, Bolt-armed! for thy carouse, Celestial, Soma-drinker come. Thou to the man who- prays and pours the juice hast been best giver of delightful wealth.
vayám enam idā́ hiyó ápīpemehá vajríṇam | tásmā u adyá samanā́ sutám bhara ā́ nūnám bhūṣata śruté ||
7 Here, verily, yesterday we let the Thunder-wielder drink his fill. So in like manner offer him the juice today. Now range you by the Glorious One.
vŕ̥kaś cid asya vāraṇá urāmáthir ā́ vayúneṣu bhūṣati | sémáṃ na stómaṃ jujuṣāṇá ā́ gahi índra prá citráyā dhiyā́ ||
8 Even the wolf, the savage beast that rends the sheep, follows the path of his decrees. So graciously accepting, Indra, this our praise, with wondrous thought come forth to us.
kád ū nú asya ákr̥tam índrasya asti paúṃsiyam | kéno nú kaṃ śrómatena ná śuśruve janúṣaḥ pári vr̥trahā́ ||
9 What manly deed of vigour now remains that Indra hath not done? Who hath not heard his glorious title and his fame, the Vṛtra-slayer from his birth?
kád ū mahī́r ádhr̥ṣṭā asya táviṣīḥ kád u vr̥traghnó ástr̥tam | índro víśvān bekanā́ṭām̐ ahardŕ̥śa utá krátvā paṇī́m̐r abhí ||
10 'How great his power resistless! how invincible the Vṛtra-slayer's matchless might! Indra excels all usurers who see the day, excels all traffickers in strength.
vayáṃ ghā te ápūrviya índra bráhmāṇi vr̥trahan | purūtámāsaḥ puruhūta vajrivo bhr̥tíṃ ná prá bharāmasi ||
11 O Indra, Vṛtra-slayer, we, thy very constant worshippers, Bring prayers ne’er heard before to thee, O Much-invoked, O Thunder-armed, to be thy meed.
12 O thou of mighty acts, the aids that are in thee call forward many an eager hope. Past the drink-offerings, Vasu, even of the good, hear my call, Strongest God, and come.
13 Verily, Indra, we are thine, we worshippers depend on thee. For there is none but only thou to show us race, O Maghavan, thou much invoked.
tuváṃ no asyā́ ámater utá kṣudhó abhíśaster áva spr̥dhi | tuváṃ na ūtī́ táva citráyā dhiyā́ śíkṣā śaciṣṭha gātuvít ||
14 From this our misery and famine set us free, from this dire curse deliver us. Succour us with thine help and with thy wondrous thought. Most Mighty, finder of the way.
3 The dappled kine who stream with milk prepare his draught of Soma juice: Clans in the birth-place of the Gods, in the three luminous realms of heaven.
7 When I and Indra mount on high up to the Bright One's place and home, We, having drunk of meath, will reach his seat whose Friends are three times seven.
8 Sing, sing ye forth your songs of praise, ye Briyamedhas, sing your songs: Yea, let young children sing their lauds as a strong castle praise ye him.
11 Indra hath drunk, Agni hath drunk. all Deities have drunk their fill. Here Varuṇa shall have his home, to whom the floods have sung aloud as mother-kine unto their calves.
sudevó asi varuṇa yásya te saptá síndhavaḥ | anukṣáranti kākúdaṃ sūrmíyaṃ suṣirā́m iva ||
12 Thou, Varuṇa, to whom belong Seven Rivers, art a glorious God. The waters flow into thy throat as ’twere a pipe with ample mouth.
13 He who hath made the fleet steeds spring, well-harnessed, to the worshipper, He, the swift Guide, is that fair form that loosed the horses near at hand.
16 Lord of the home, fair-helmeted, ascend thy chariot wrought of gold. We will attend the Heavenly One, the thousand-footed, red of hue, matchless, who blesses where he goes.
17 With reverence they come hitherward to him as to. a Sovran lord, That they may bring him near for this man's good success, to prosper and bestow his gifts.
18 The Priyamedhas have observed the offering of the men of old, Of ancient custom, while they strewed the sacred grass, and spread their sacrificial food.
1 HE who, as Sovran Lord of men, moves with his chariots unrestrained, The Vṛtra-slayer vanquisher, of fighting hosts, preeminent, is praised with song.
2 Honour that Indra, Puruhanman! for his aid, in whose sustaining hand of old, The splendid bolt of thunder was deposited, as the great Sun was set in heaven.
4 The potent Conqueror, invincible in war, him at whose birth the Mighty Ones, The Kine who spread afar, sent their loud voices out, heavens, earths seat their loud voices out,
yád dyā́va indra te śatáṃ śatám bhū́mīr utá siyúḥ | ná tvā vajrin sahásraṃ sū́riyā ánu ná jātám aṣṭa ródasī ||
5 O Indra, if a hundred heavens and if a hundred earths were thine—No, not a thousand Suns could match thee at thy birth, not both the worlds, O Thunderer.
6 Thou, Hero, hast performed thy hero deeds with might, yea, all with strength, O Strongest One. Maghavan, help us to a stable full of kine, O Thunderer, with wondrous aids.
ná sīm ádeva āpad íṣaṃ dīrghāyo mártiyaḥ | étagvā cid yá étaśā yuyójate hárī índro yuyójate ||
7 Let not a godless mortal gain this food, O thou whose life is long! But one who yokes the bright-hued steeds, the Etasas, even Indra yoker of the Bays.
táṃ vo mahó mahā́yiyam índraṃ dānā́ya sakṣáṇim | yó gādhéṣu yá ā́raṇeṣu háviyo vā́jeṣu ásti háviyaḥ ||
8 Urge ye the Conqueror to give, your Indra greatly to be praised, To be invoked in shallow waters and in depths, to be invoked in deeds of might.
11 The man who brings no sacrifice, inhuman, godless, infidel, Him let his friend the mountain cast to rapid death, the mountain cast the Dasyu down.
tuváṃ na indra āsãṃ háste śaviṣṭha dāváne | dhānā́nãṃ ná sáṃ gr̥bhāya asmayúr dvíḥ sáṃ gr̥bhāya asmayúḥ ||
12 O Mightiest Indra, loving us, gather thou up, as grains of corn, Within thine hand, of these their kine, to give away, yea, gather twice as loving us.
10 Let our songs come anear to him beauteous and bright with piercing flame Our offerings, with our homage, to the Lord of wealth, to him whom many praise, for help:
11 To Agni Jātavedas, to the Son of Strength, that he may give us precious gifts, Immortal, from of old Priest among mortal men, the most delightful in the house.
14 Solicit with your chants, for help, Agni the God with piercing flame, For riches famous Agni, Purumīlha and ye men! Agni to light our dwelling well.
agníṃ dvéṣo yótavaí no gr̥ṇīmasi agníṃ śáṃ yóś ca dā́tave | víśvāsu vikṣú avitéva háviyo bhúvad vástur r̥ṣūṇã́m ||
15 Agni we laud that he may keep our foes afar, Agni to give us health and strength. Let him as Guardian be invoked in all the tribes, the lighter-up of glowing brands.
10 All these things Viṣṇu brought, the Lord of ample stride whom thou hadst sent-A hundred buffaloes, a brew of rice and milk: and Indra, slew the ravening boar
tuvikṣáṃ te súkr̥taṃ sūmáyaṃ dhánuḥ sādhúr bundó hiraṇyáyaḥ | ubhā́ te bāhū́ ráṇiyā súsaṃskr̥ta r̥dūpé cid r̥dūvŕ̥dhā ||
11 Most deadly is thy bow, successful, fashioned well: good is thine arrow, decked with gold. Warlike and well equipped thine arms are, which increase sweetness for him who drinks the sweet.
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8.LXVII Indra
puroḷā́śaṃ no ándhasa índra sahásram ā́ bhara | śatā́ ca śūra gónãm ||
1 BRING us a thousand, Indra, as our guerdon for the Soma juice: Hundreds of kine, O Hero, bring.
9 This thing we wish. that thou mayst take thy fourth, thy sacrificial name. So art thou held to be our Lord.
ávīvr̥dhad vo amr̥tā ámandīd ekadyū́r devā utá yā́ś ca devīḥ | tásmā u rā́dhaḥ kr̥ṇuta praśastám prātár makṣū́ dhiyā́vasur jagamyāt ||
10 Ekadyu hath exalted you, Immortals: both Goddesses and Gods hath he delighted. Bestow upon him bounty meet for praises. May he, enriched with prayer, come soon and early.
1 YE Twain are wondrous strong, well-skilled in arts that heal, both bringers of delight, ye both won Dakṣa's praise. Viśvaka calls on you as such to save his life. Break ye not off our friendship, come and set me free.
2 How shall he praise you now who is distraught in mind? Ye Twain give wisdom for the gainof what is good. Viśvaka calls on you as such to save his life. Break ye not off our friendship, come and set me free.
3 Already have ye Twain, possessors of great wealth, prospered Viṣṇāpū thus for gain of what is good. Viśvaka calls on you as such to save his life. Break ye not off our friendship, come and set me free.
4 And that Impetuous Hero, winner of the spoil, though he is far away, we call to succour us, Whose gracious favour, like a father's, is most sweet. Break ye not off our friendship, come and set me free.
5 About the holy Law toils Savitar the God the horn of holy Law hath he spread far and wide. The holy Law hath quelled even mighty men of war. Break ye not off our ftiendship, come and act me free.
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8.LXXVI Aśvins
dyumnī́ vāṃ stómo aśvinā krívir ná séka ā́ gatam | mádhvaḥ sutásya sá diví priyó narā pātáṃ gaurā́v ivériṇe ||
1 SPLENDID, O Aśvins, is your praise. Come fountain-like, to pour the stream. Of the sweet juice effused-dear is it, Chiefs, in heaven-drink like two wild bulls at a pool.
2 Drink the libation rich in sweets, O Aśvins Twain: sit. Heroes, on the sacred grass. Do ye with joyful heart in the abode of man preserve his life by means of wealth.
3 The Priyamedhas bid you come with all the succours that are yours. Come to his house whose holy grass is trimmed, to dear sacrifice at the morning rites.
4 Drink ye the Soma rich in meath, ye Aśvins Twain: sit gladly on the sacred grass. So, waxen mighty, to our eulogy from heaven come ye as wild-bulls to the pool.
5 Come to us, O ye Aśvins, now with steeds of many a varied hue, Ye Lords of splendour, wondrous, borne on paths of gold, drink Soma, ye who strengthen Law.
6 For we the priestly singers, fain tohymn your praise, invoke you for the gain of strength. So, wondrous, fair, and famed for great deeds come to us, through our hymn, Aśvins, when ye hear.
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8.LXXVII Indra
táṃ vo dasmám r̥tīṣáhaṃ vásor mandānám ándhasaḥ | abhí vatsáṃ ná svásareṣu dhenáva índraṃ gīrbhír navāmahe ||
1 As cows low to their calves in stalls, so with our songs we glorify This Indra, even your Wondrous God who checks attack, who joys in the delicious juice.
2 Celestial, bounteous Giver, girt about with might, rich, mountain-like, in precious things, Him swift we seek. for foodful booty rich in kine, brought hundredfold and thousandfold.
ná tvā br̥hánto ádrayo váranta indra vīḷávaḥ | yád dítsasi stuvaté mā́vate vásu nákiṣ ṭád ā́ mināti te ||
3 Indra, the strong and lofty hills are powerless to bar thy way. None stay that act of thine when thou wouldst fain give wealth to one like me who sings thy praise.
4 A Warrior thou by strength, wisdom, and wondrous deed, in might excellest all that is. Hither may this our hymn attract thee to our help, the hymn which Gotamas have made.
5 For in thy might thou stretchest out beyond the boundaries of heaven. The earthly region, Indra, comprehends thee not. After thy Godhead hast thou waxed.
6 When, Maghavan, thou honourest the worshipper, no one is there to stay thy wealth. Most liberal Giver thou, do thou inspire our song of praise, that we may win the spoil.
2 Indra who quells the curse blew curses far away, and then in splendour came to us. Indra, refulgent with thy Marut host! the Gods strove eagerly to win thy love.
4 Aim and fetch boldly forth, O thou whose heart is bold: great glory will be thine thereby. In rapid torrent let the mother waters spread. Slay Vṛtra, win the light of heaven.
7 Raw kine thou filledst with ripe milk. Thou madest Sūrya rise to heaven. , Heat him as milk is heated with pure Sāma hymns, great joy to him who loves the song.
2 Thou art the best of all in sending bounteous gifts, true art thou, lordly in thine act. We claim alliance with the very Glorious One, yea, with the Mighty Son of Strength.
bráhmā ta indra girvaṇaḥ kriyánte ánatidbhutā | imā́ juṣasva hariaśva yójanā índra yā́ te ámanmahi ||
3 Prayers unsurpassed are offered up to thee the Lover of the Song. Indra, Lord of Bay Steeds, accept these fitting hymns, hymns which we have thought out for thee.
4 For thou, O Maghavan, art truthful, ne’er subdued and bringest many a Vṛtra low. As such, O Mightiest Lord, Wielder of Thunder, send wealth hither to the worshipper.
5 O Indra, thou art far-renowned, impetuous, O Lord of Strength. Alone thou slayest with the guardian of mankind resistless never-conquered foes.
tám u tvā nūnám asura prácetasaṃ rā́dho bhāgám ivemahe | mahī́va kŕ̥ttiḥ śaraṇā́ ta indra prá te sumnā́ no aśnavan ||
6 As such we seek thee now, O Asura, thee most wise, craving thy bounty as our share. Thy sheltering defence is like a mighty cloak. So may thy glories reach to us.
1 DOWN to the stream a maiden came, and found the Soma by the way. Bearing it to her home she said, For Indra will I press thee out, for Śakra will I press thee out.
2 Thou roaming yonder, little man, beholding every house in turn, Drink thou this Soma pressed with teeth, accompanied with grain and curds, with cake of meal and song of praise.
1 FOR him the Mornings made their courses longer, and Nights with pleasant voices spake to Indra. For him the Floods stood still, the Seven Mothers, Streams easy for the heroes to pass over.
2 The Darter penetrated, though in trouble, thrice-seven close-pressed ridges of the mountains. Neither might God nor mortal man accomplish what the Strong Hero wrought in full-grown vigour.
3 The mightiest force is Indra's bolt of iron when firmly grasped in both the arms of Indra. His head and mouth have powers that pass all others, and all his people hasten near to listen.
4 1 count thee as the Holiest of the Holy, the caster-down of what hath ne’er been shaken. I count thee as the Banner of the heroes, I count thee as the Chief of all men living.
5 What time, O Indra, in thine arms thou tookest thy wildly rushing bolt to Slay the Dragon, The mountains roared, the cattle loudly bellowed, the Brahmans with their hymns drew nigh to Indra.
tám u ṣṭavāma yá imā́ jajā́na víśvā jātā́ni ávarāṇi asmāt | índreṇa mitráṃ didhiṣema gīrbhír úpo námobhir vr̥ṣabháṃ viśema ||
6 Let us praise him who made these worlds and creatures, all things that after him sprang into being. May we win Mitra with our songs, and Indra, and. wait upon our Lord with adoration.
7 Flying in terror from the snort of Vṛtra, all Deities who were thy friends forsook thee. So, Indra, be thy friendship with the Maruts: in all these battles thou shalt be the victor.
8 Thrice-sixty Maruts, waxing strong, were with thee, like piles of beaming light, worthy of worship. We come to thee: grant us a happy portion. Let us adore thy might with this oblation.
9 A sharpened weapon is the host of Maruts. Who, Indra, dares withstand thy bolt of thunder? Weaponless are the Asuras, the godless: scatter them with thy wheel, Impetuous Hero.
10 To him the Strong and Mighty, most auspicious, send up the be Auteous hymn for sake of cattle. Lay oa his body many songs for Indra invoked with song, for will not he regard. them?
ukthávāhase vibhúve manīṣā́ṃ drúṇā ná pārám īrayā nadī́nām | ní spr̥śa dhiyā́ tanúvi śrutásya júṣṭatarasya kuvíd aṅgá védat ||
11 To him, the Mighty, who accepts laudation, send forth thy thought as by a boat o’er rivers, Stir with thy hymn the body of the Famous and Dearest One, for will not he regard it?
12 Serve him with gifts of thine which Indra welcomes: praise with fair praise, invite him with thine homage. Draw near, O singer, and refrain from outcry. Make thy voice heard, for will not he regard it?
13 The Black Drop sank in Amsumati's bosom, advancing with ten thousand round about it. Indra with might longed for it as it panted: the hero-hearted laid aside his weapons.
drapsám apaśyaṃ víṣuṇe cárantam upahvaré nadíyo aṃśumátyāḥ | nábho ná kr̥ṣṇám avatasthivā́ṃsam íṣyāmi vo vr̥ṣaṇo yúdhyatājaú ||
14 1 saw the Drop in the far distance moving, on the slope bank of Amsumati's river, Like a black cloud that sank into the water. Heroes, I send you forth. Go, fight in battle.
15 And then the Drop in Amsumati's bosom, splendid with light, assumed its proper body; And Indra, with Bṛhaspati to aid him, conquered the godless tribes that came against him.
16 Then, at thy birth, thou wast the foeman, Indra, of those the seven who ne’er had met a rival. The hidden Pair, the Heaven and Earth, thou foundest, and to the mighty worlds thou gavest pleasure.
17 So, Thunder-armed! thou with thy bolt of thunder didst boldly smite that power which none might equal; With weapons broughtest low the migbt of Śuṣṇa, and, Indra, foundest by thy strength the cattle.
18 Then wast thou, Chieftain of all living mortals, the very mighty slayer of the Vṛtras. Then didst thou set the obstructed rivers flowing, and win the floods that were enthralled by Dāsas.
sá sukrátū ráṇitā yáḥ sutéṣu ánuttamanyur yó áheva revā́n | yá éka ín nári ápāṃsi kártā sá vr̥trahā́ práti íd anyám āhuḥ ||
19 Most wise is he, rejoicing in libations, splendid as day, resistless in his anger. He only doth great deeds, the only Hero, sole Vṛtra-slayer he, with none beside him.
sá vr̥trahā́ índaraś+ carṣaṇīdhŕ̥t táṃ suṣṭutiyā́ háviyaṃ huvema | sá prāvitā́ maghávā no 'dhivaktā́ sá vā́jasya śravasíyasya dātā́ ||
20 Indra is Vṛtra's slayer, man's sustainer: he must be called; with fair praise let us call him. Maghavan is our Helper, our Protector, giver of spoil and wealth to make us famous.
sá vr̥trahā́ índara+ r̥bhukṣā́ḥ sadyó jajñānó háviyo babhūva | kr̥ṇvánn ápāṃsi náriyā purū́ṇi sómo ná pītó háviyaḥ sákhibhyaḥ ||
21 This Indra, Vṛtra-slayer, this Ṛbhukṣan, even at his birth, was meet for invocation. Doer of many deeds for man's advantage, like Soma quaffed, for friends we must invoke him.
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8.LXXXVI Indra
yā́ indra bhúja ā́bharaḥ súvarvām̐ ásurebhiyaḥ | stotā́ram ín maghavann asya vardhaya yé ca tvé vr̥ktábarhiṣaḥ ||
1 O INDRA, Lord of Light, what joys thou broughtest from the Asuras, Prosper therewith, O Maghavan, him who lauds that deed, and those whose grass is trimmed for thee.
2 The unwasting share of steeds and kine which, Indra, thou hast fast secured, Grant to the worshipper who presses Soma and gives guerdon, not unto the churl.
4 Whether, O Śakra, thou be far, or, Vṛtra-slayer, near at hand, Thence by heaven-reaching songs he who hath pressed the juice invites thee with thy long-maned Steeds.
5 Whether thou art in heaven's bright sphere, or in the basin of the sea; Whether, chief Vṛtra-slayer, in some place on earth, or in the firmament, approach.
8 Sit down with us, O Indra, sit beside the juice to drink the meath. Show forth great favour to the Singer, Maghavan; Indra, with us, beside the juice.
ná tvā devā́sa āśata ná mártiyāso adrivaḥ | víśvā jātā́ni śávasābhibhū́r asi ná tvā devā́sa āśata ||
9 O Caster of the Stone, nor Gods nor mortals have attained to thee. Thou in thy might surpassest all that hath been made: the Gods have not attained to thee.
10 Of one accord they made and formed for kingship Indra, the Hero who in all encounters overcometh, Most eminent for power, destroyer in the conflict, fierce and exceeding strong, stalwart and full of vigour.
sám īṃ rebhā́so asvarann índraṃ sómasya pītáye | súvarpatiṃ yád īṃ vr̥dhé dhr̥távrato hí ójasā sám ūtíbhiḥ ||
11 Bards joined in song to Indra so that he might drink the Soma juice, The Lord of Light, that he whose laws stand fast might aid with power and with the help he gives.
nemíṃ namanti cákṣasā meṣáṃ víprā abhisvárā | sudītáyo vo adrúho ápi kárṇe tarasvínaḥ sám ŕ̥kvabhiḥ ||
12 Tle holy sages form a ring, looking and singing to the Ram. Inciters, full of vigour, not to he deceived, are with the chanters, nigh to bear.
13 Loudly I call that Indra, Maghavan the Mighty, who evermore possesses power, ever resistless. Holy, most liberal, may he lead us on to riches, and, Thunder-armed, make all our pathways pleasant for us.
14 Thou knowest well, O Śakra, thou Most Potent, with thy strength, Indra, to destroy these castles. Before thee, Thunder-armed! all beings tremble: the heavens and earth before thee shake with terror,
tán ma r̥tám indra śūra citra pātu apó ná vajrin duritā́ti parṣi bhū́ri | kadā́ na indra rāyá ā́ daśasyer viśvápsnyasya spr̥hayā́yiyasya rājan ||
15 May thy truth, Indra, Wondrous Hero be my guard: bear me o’er much woe, Thunderer! as over floods. When, Indra, wilt thou honour us with opulence, all-nourishing and much-to-be. desired, O King?
1 O THUNDERER, zealous worshippers gave thee drink this time yesterday. So, Indra, listen here to those who bring the laud: come near unto our dwellingplace.
2 Lord of Bay Steeds, fair-helmed, rejoice thee: this we crave. Here the disposers wait on thee. Thy loftiest glories claim our lauds beside the juice, O Indra, Lover of the Song.
3 Turning, as ’twere, to meet the Sun, enjoy from Indra all good things. When he who will be born is born with power we look to treasures as our heritage.
ánarśarātiṃ vasudā́m úpa stuhi bhadrā́ índrasya rātáyaḥ | só asya kā́maṃ vidható ná roṣati máno dānā́ya codáyan ||
4 Praise him who sends us wealth, whose bounties injure none: good are the gifts which Indra. grants. He is not worth with one who satisfies his wish: he turns his mind to giving boons.
tuvám indra prátūrtiṣu abhí víśvā asi spŕ̥dhaḥ | aśastihā́ janitā́ viśvatū́r asi tuváṃ tūrya taruṣyatáḥ ||
5 Thou in thy battles, Indra, art subduer of all hostile bands. Father art thou, a Il-conquering, cancelling the curse, thou victor of the vanquisher.
ánu te śúṣmaṃ turáyantam īyatuḥ kṣoṇī́ śíśuṃ ná mātárā | víśvās te spŕ̥dhaḥ śnathayanta† manyáve vr̥tráṃ yád indra tū́rvasi ||
6 The Earth and Heaven clung close to thy victorious might as to their calf two mother-cows. When thou attackest Vṛtra all the hostile bands shrink and faint, Indra, at thy wrath.
7 Bring to your aid the Eternal One, who shoots and none may shoot at him, Inciter, swift, victorious, best of Charioteers. Tugrya's unvanquished Strengthener;
8 Arranger of things unarranged, e’en Śatakratu, source of might, Indra, the Friend of all, for succour we invoke, Guardian of treasure, sendjng wealth.
1 I MOVE before thee here present in person, and all the Deities follow behind me. When, Indra, thou securest me my portion, with me thou shalt perform heroic actions.
dádhāmi te mádhuno bhakṣám ágre hitás te bhāgáḥ sutó astu sómaḥ | ásaś ca tváṃ dakṣiṇatáḥ sákhā me ádhā vr̥trā́ṇi jaṅghanāva bhū́ri ||
2 The food of meath in foremost place I give thee, thy Soma shall be pressed, thy share appointed. Thou on my right shalt be my friend and comrade: then shall we two smite dead full many a foeman.
3 Striving for strength bring forth a laud to Indra, a truthful hymn if he in truth existeth. One and another say, There is no Indra. Who hath beheld him? Whom then shall we honour?
4 Here am I, look upon me here, O singer. All that existeth 1 surpass in greatness. The Holy Law's commandments make me mighty. Rending with strength I rend the worlds asunder.
5 When the Law's lovers mounted and ap. proached me as 1 sate lone upon the dear sky's summit. Then spake my spirit to the heart within me, My friends have cried unto me with their children.
6 All these thy deeds must be declared at Soma-feasts, wrought, Indra, Bounteous Lord, for him who sheds the juice, When thou didst open wealth heaped up by many, brought from far away to Sarablia, the Ṛṣi's kin.
prá nūnáṃ dhāvatā pŕ̥thaṅ néhá yó vo ávāvarīt | ní ṣīṃ vr̥trásya mármaṇi vájram índro apīpatat ||
7 Now run ye forth your several ways: he is not here who kept you back. For hath not Indra sunk his bolt deep down in Vṛtra's vital part?
10 When, uttering words which no one comprehended, Vāk, Queen of Gods, the Gladdener, was seated, The heaven's four regions drew forth drink and vigour: now whither hath her noblest portion vanished?
11 The Deities generated Vāk the Goddess, and animals of every figure speak her. May she, the Gladdener, yielding food and vigour, the Milch-cow Vāk, approach us meetly lauded.
12 Step forth with wider stride, my comrade Viṣṇu; make room, Dyaus, for the leaping of the lightning. Let us slay Vṛtra, let us free the rivers let them flow loosed at the command of Indra.
2 Supreme in sovran power, far-sighted, Chiefs and Kings, most swift to hear from far away, Both, wondrously, set them in motion as with arms, in company with Sūrya's beams.
3 The rapid messenger who runs before you, Mitra-Varuṇa, with iron head, swift to the draught,
ná yáḥ sampŕ̥che ná púnar hávītave ná saṃvādā́ya rámate | tásmān no adyá sámr̥ter uruṣyatam bāhúbhyāṃ na uruṣyatam ||
4 He whom no man may question, none may summon back, who stands not still for colloquy, —From hostile clash with him keep ye us safe this day: keep us in safety with your arms.
8 Lords of great wealth, when we invoke your bounty which no demon checks, Both of you, furthering our eastward-offcred praise, come, Chiefs whom Jamadagni lauds!
ā́ no yajñáṃ divispŕ̥śaṃ vā́yo yāhí sumánmabhiḥ | antáḥ pavítra upári śriṇānó° ayáṃ śukró ayāmi te ||
9 Come, Vāyu, drawn by fair hymns, to our sacrifice that reaches heaven. Poured on the middle of the strainingcloth, and cooked, this bright drink hath been offered ilice.
10 He comes by straightest paths, as ministering Priest, to taste the sacrificial gifts. Then, Lord of harnessed teams I drink of the twofold draught, bright Soma mingled with the milk.
báṇ mahā́m̐ asi sūriya báḷ āditya mahā́m̐ asi | mahás te sató mahimā́ panasyate addhā́ deva mahā́m̐ asi ||
11 Verily, Sūrya, thou art great; truly, Āditya, thou art great. As thou art great indeed, thy greatness is admired: yea, verily, thou, God, art great.
báṭ sūriya · śrávasā mahā́m̐ asi satrā́ deva mahā́m̐ asi | mahnā́ devā́nām asuryàḥ puróhito vibhú jyótir ádābhiyam ||
12 Yea, Sūrya, thou art great in fame thou evermore, O God, art great. Thou by thy greatness art the Gods’ High Priest, divine, far-spread unconquerable light.
13 She yonder, bending lowly down, clothed in red hues and rich in rays, Is seen, advancing as it were with various tints, amid the ten surrounding arms.
prajā́ ha tisró atiā́yam īyur ní anyā́ arkám abhíto viviśre | br̥hád dha tasthau bhúvaneṣu antáḥ pávamāno haríta ā́ viveśa ||
14 Past and gone are three mortal generations: the fourth and last into the Sun hath entered. He mid the worlds his lofty place hath taken. Into green plants is gone the Purifying.
15 The Rudras' Mother, Daughter of the Vasus, centre of nectar, the Ādityas’ Sister-To folk who understand will 1 proclaim it-injure not Aditi, the Cow, the sinless.
16 Weak-minded men have as a cow adopted me who came hither from the Gods, a Goddess, Who, skilled in eloquence, her voice uplifteth, who standeth near at hand with all devotions.
1 THAT noblest Furtherer hath appeared, to whom men bring their holy works. Our songs of praise have risen aloft to Agni who was barn to give the Ārya strength.
3 Him before whom the people shrink when he performs his glorious deeds, Him who wins thousands at the worship of the Gods, himself, that Agni, serve with son s.
prá yáṃ rāyé nínīṣasi márto yás te vaso dā́śat | sá vīráṃ dhatte agna ukthaśaṃsínaṃ tmánā sahasrapoṣíṇam ||
4 The mortal man whom thou wouldst lead to opulence, O Vasu, he who brings thee gifts. He, Agni, wins himself a hero singing lauds, yea, one who feeds a thousand men.
sá dr̥̄ḷhé+ cid abhí tr̥ṇatti vā́jam árvatā sá dhatte ákṣiti śrávaḥ | tuvé devatrā́ sádā purūvaso víśvā vāmā́ni dhīmahi ||
5 He with the steed wins spoil even in the fenced fort, and gains imperishable fame. In thee, O Lord of wealth, continually we lay all precious offerings to the Gods.
6 To him who dealeth out all wealth, who is the cheerful Priest of men, To him, like the first vessels filled with savoury juice, to Agni go the songs of praise.
7 Votaries, richly-gifted, deck him with their songs, even as the steed who draws the car. On both, Strong Lord of men! on child and grandson pour the bounties which our nobles give.
8 Sing forth to him, the Holy, most munificent, sublime with his refulgent glow, To Agni, ye Upastutas.
ā́ vaṃsate maghávā vīrávad yáśaḥ sámiddho dyumnī́ ā́hutaḥ | kuvín no asya sumatír návīyasī áchā vā́jebhir āgámat ||
9 Worshipped with gifts, enkindled, splendid, Maghavan shall win himself heroic fame. And will not his most newly shown benevolence come to us with abundant strength?
11 Who, finder-out of treasures open and concealed, bringeth them hither, Holy One; Whose waves, as in a cataract, are hard to pass, when he, through song, would win him strength.
12 Let not the noble Guest, Agni, be wroth with us: by many a man his praise is sung, Good Herald, skilled in sacrifice.
mó té riṣan yé áchaüktibhir vaso ágne kébhiś cid évaiḥ | kīríś cid dhí tvā́m ī́ṭṭe dūtíyāya rātáhavyaḥ suadhvaráḥ ||
13 O Vasu, Agni, let not them be harmed who come in any way with lauds to thee. Even the lowly, skilled in rites, with offered gifts, seeketh thee for the envoy's task.
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