HYMN LXXX. Indra.
1. THUS in the Soma, in wild joy the Brahman hath exalted thee:
Thou, mightiest It thunder-armed, hast driven by force he Dragon from the earth,
lauding thine own imperial sway.
2 The mighty flowing Soma-draught, brought by the Hawk, hath gladdened thee,
That in thy strength, O Thunderer, thou hast struck down Vrtra from the floods,
lauding thine own imperial sway.
3 Go forward, meet the foe, be bold; thy bolt of thunder is not checked.
Manliness, Indra, is thy might: stay Vrtra, make the waters thine, lauding thine
own imperial sway.
4 Thou smotest Vrtra from the earth, smotest him, Indra, from the sky.
Let these life-fostering waters flow attended by the Marut host, lauding thine
own imperial sway.
5 The wrathful Indra with his bolt of thunder rushing on the foe,
Smote fierce on trembling Vrtra's back, and loosed the waters free to run,
lauding his own imperial sway.
6 With hundred-jointed thunderbolt Indra hath struck him on the back,
And, while rejoicing in the juice, seeketh prosperity for friends, lauding his
own imperial sway.
7 Indra, unconquered might is thine, Thunderer, Caster of the Stone;
For thou with thy surpassing power smotest to death the guileful beast, lauding
thine own imperial sway.
8 Far over ninety spacious floods thy thunderbolts were cast abroad:
Great, Indra, is thy hero might, and strength is seated in thine arms, lauding
thine own imperial sway.
9 Laud him a thousand all at once, shout twenty forth the hymn of praise.
Hundreds have sung aloud to him, to Indra hath the prayer been raised, lauding
his own imperial sway.
10 Indra hath smitten down the power of Vrtra,-might with stronger might.
This was his manly exploit, he slew Vrtra and let loose the floods, lauding his
own imperial sway.
11 Yea, even this great Pair of Worlds trembled in terror at thy wrath,
When, Indra, Thunderer, Marut-girt, thou slewest Vrtra in thy strength, lauding
thine own imperial sway.
12 But Vrtra scared not Indra with his shaking or his thunder roar.
On him that iron thunderbolt fell fiercely with its thousand points, lauding his
own imperial sway.
13 Whenwith the thunder thou didst make thy dart and Vrtra meet in war,
Thy might, O Indra, fain to slay the Dragon, was set firm in heaven, lauding
thine own imperial sway.
14 When at thy shout, O Thunder-armed, each thing both fixed and moving shook,
E'en Tvastar trembled at thy wrath and quaked with fear because of thee, lauding
thine own imperial sway.
15 There is not, in our knowledge, one who passeth Indra in his strength:
In him the Deities have stored manliness, insight, power and might, lauding his
own imperial sway.
16 Still as of old, whatever rite Atharvan, Manus sire of all,
Dadhyach performed, their prayer and praise united in that Indra meet, lauding
his own imperial sway.
HYMN LXXXI. Indra.
1. THE men have lifted Indra up, the Vrtra slayer, to joy and strength:
Him, verily, we invocate in battles whether great or small: be he our aid in
deeds of might.
2 Thou, Hero, art a warrior, thou art giver of abundant spoil.
Strengthening e'en the feeble, thou aidest the sacrificer, thou givest the
offerer ample wealth.
3 When war and battles are on foot, booty is laid before the bold.
Yoke thou thy wildly-rushing Bays. Whom wilt thou slay and whom enrich? Do thou,
O Indra, make us rich.
4 Mighty through wisdom, as he lists, terrible, he hath waxed in strength.
Lord of Bay Steeds, strong-jawed, sublime, he in joined hands for glory's sake
hath grasped his iron thunderbolt.
5 He filled the earthly atmosphere and pressed against the lights in heaven.
None like thee ever hath been born, none, Indra, will be born like thee. Thou
hast waxed mighty over all.
6 May he who to the offerer gives the foeman's man-sustaining food,
May Indra lend his aid to us. Deal forth -abundant is thy wealth-that in thy
bounty 1 may share.
7 He, righteous-hearted, at each time of rapture gives us herds of kine.
Gather in both thy hands for us treasures of many hundred sorts. Sharpen thou
us, and bring us wealth.
8 Refresh thee, Hero, with the juice outpoured for bounty and for strength.
We know thee Lord of ample store, to thee have sent our hearts' desires: be
therefore our Protector thou.
9 These people, Indra, keep for thee all that is worthy of thy choice.
Discover thou, as Lord, the wealth of men who offer up no gifts: bring thou to
us this wealth of theirs.
HYMN LXXXII. Indra.
1. GRACIOUSLY listen to our songs, Maghavan, be not negligent.
As thou hast made us full of joy and lettest us solicit thee, now, Indra, yoke
thy two Bay Steeds.
2 Well have they eaten and rejoiced; the friends have risen and passed away.
The sages luminous in themselves have. praised thee with their latest hymn. Now,
Indra, yoke thy two Bay Steeds.
3 Maghavan, we will reverence thee who art so fair to look upon.
Thus praised, according to our wish come now with richly laden car. Now, Indra,
yoke thy two Bay Steeds.
4 He will in very truth ascend the powerful car that finds the kine,
Who thinks upon the well-filled bowl, the Tawny Coursers' harnesser. Now, Indra,
yoke thy two Bay Steeds.
5 Let, Lord of Hundred Powers, thy Steeds be harnessed on the right and left.
Therewith in rapture of the juice, draw near to thy beloved Spouse. Now, Indra,
yoke thy two Bay Steeds.
6 With holy prayer I yoke thy long-maned pair of Bays: come hitherward; thou
holdest them in both thy hands.
The stirring draughts of juice outpoured have made thee glad: thou, Thunderer,
hast rejoiced with Pusan and thy Spouse.
HYMN LXXXIII. Indra.
1. INDRA, the mortal man well guarded by thine aid goes foremost in the wealth
of horses and of kine.
With amplest wealth thou fillest him, as round about the waters clearly seen
afar fill Sindhu full.
2 The heavenly Waters come not nigh the priestly bowl: they but look down and
see how far mid-air is spread:
The Deities conduct the pious man to them: like suitors they delight in him who
loveth prayer.
3 Praiseworthy blessing hast thou laid upon the pair who with uplifted ladle
serve thee, man and wife.
Unchecked he dwells and prospers in thy law: thy power brings blessing to the
sacrificer pouring gifts.
4 First the Angirases won themselves vital power, whose fires were kindled
through good deeds and sacrifice.
The men together found the Pani's hoarded wealth, the cattle, and the wealth in
horses and in kine.
5 Atharvan first by sacrifices laid the paths then, guardian of the Law, sprang
up the loving Sun.
Usana Kavya straightway hither drove the kine. Let us with offerings honour
Yama's deathless birth.
6 When sacred grass is trimmed to aid the auspicious work, or the hymn makes its
voice of praise sound to the sky.
Where the stone rings as'twere a singer skilled in laud, --Indra in truth
delights when these come near to him.
HYMN LXXXIV. Indra.
1. The Soma hath been pressed for thee, O Indra; mightiest, bold One, come.
May Indra-vigour fill thee full, as the Sun fills mid-air with rays.
2 His pair of Tawny Coursers bring Indra of unresisted might
Hither to Rsis' songs of praise and sacrifice performed by men.
3 Slayer of Vrtra, mount thy car; thy Bay Steeds have been yoked by prayer.
May, with its voice, the pressing-stone draw thine attention hitherward.
4 This poured libation, Indra, drink, immortal, gladdening, excellent.
Streams of the bright have flowed to thee here at the seat of holy Law.
5 Sing glory now to Indra, say to him your solemn eulogies.
The drops poured forth have made him glad: pay reverence to his might supreme.
6 When, Indra, thou dost yoke thy Steeds, there is no better charioteer:
None hath surpassed thee in thy might, none with good steeds o'ertaken thee.
7 He who alone bestoweth on mortal man who offereth gifts,
The ruler of resistless power, is Indra, sure.
8 When will he trample, like a weed, the man who hath no gift for him?
When, verily, will Indra hear our songs of praise?
9 He who with Soma juice prepared amid the many honours thee,-
Verily Indra gains thereby tremendous might.
10 The juice of Soma thus diffused, sweet to the taste, the bright cows drink,
Who for the sake of splendour close to mighty Indra's side rejoice, good in
their own supremacy.
11 Craving his touch the dappled kine mingle the Soma with their milk.
The milch-kine dear to Indra send forth his death-dealing thunderbolt, good in
their own supremacy.
12 With veneration, passing wise, honouring his victorious might,
They follow close his many laws to win them due preeminence, good in their
own supremacy.
13 With bones of Dadhyac for his arms, Indra, resistless in attack,
Struck nine-and-ninety Vrtras dead.
14 He, searching for the horse's head, removed among the mountains, found
At Suryanavan what he sought.
15 Then verily they recognized the essential form of Tvastar's Bull,
Here in the mansion of the Moon.
16 Who yokes to-day unto the pole of Order the strong and passionate steers of
checkless spirit,
With shaft-armed mouths, heart-piercing, health-bestowing?
Long shall he live who richly pays their service.
17 Who fleeth forth? who suffereth? who feareth? Who knoweth Indra present,
Indra near us?
Who sendeth benediction on his offspring, his household, wealth and person, and
the People?
18 Who with poured oil and offering honours Agni, with ladle worships at
appointed seasons?
To whom to the Gods bring oblation quickly? What offerer, God-favoured, knows
him thoroughly?
19 Thou as a God, O Mightiest, verily blessest mortal man.
O Maghavan, there is no comforter but thou: Indra, I speak my words to thee.
20 Let not thy bounteous gifts, let not thy saving help fail us, good Lord, at
any time;
And measure out to us, thou lover of mankind, all riches hitherward from men.
HYMN LXXXV. Maruts.
1. THEY who are glancing forth, like women, on their way, doers of mighty deeds,
swift racers, Rudra's Sons,
The Maruts have made heaven and earth increase and grow: in sacrifices they
delight, the strong and wild.
2 Grown to their perfect strength greatness have they attained; the Rudras have
established their abode in heaven.
Singing their song of praise and generating might, they have put glory on, the
Sons whom Prani bare.
3 When, Children of the Cow, they shine in bright attire, and on their fair
limbs lay their golden ornaments,
They drive away each adversary from their path, and, following their traces,
fatness floweth down,
4 When, mighty Warriors, ye who glitter with your spears, o'erthrowing with your
strength e'en what is ne'er o'erthrown,
When, O ye Maruts, ye the host that send the rain, had harnessed to your cars
the thought-fleet spotted deer.
5 When ye have harnessed to your cars the spotted deer, urging the thunderbolt,
O Maruts, to the fray,
Forth rush the torrents of the dark red stormy cloud, and moisten, like a skin,
the earth with water-floods.
6 Let your swift-gliding coursers bear you hitherward with their fleet pinions.
Come ye forward with your arms.
Sit on the grass; a wide scat hath been made for you: delight yourselves, O
Maruts, in the pleasant food.
7 Strong in their native strength to greatness have they grown, stepped to the
firmament and made their dwelling wide.
When Visnu saved the Soma bringing wild delight, the Maruts sate like birds on
their dear holy grass.
8 In sooth like heroes fain for fight they rush about, like combatants
fame-seeking have they striven in war.
Before the Maruts every creature is afraid: the men are like to Kings, terrible
to behold.
9 When Tyastar deft of hand had turned the thunderbolt, golden, with thousand
edges, fashioned more skilfully,
Indra received it to perform heroic deeds. Vrtra he slew, and forced the flood
of water forth.
10 They with their vigorous strength pushed the well up on high, and clove the
cloud in twain though it was passing strong.
The Maruts, bounteous Givers, sending forth their voice, in the wild joy of Soma
wrought their glorious deeds.
11 They drave the cloud transverse directed hitherward, and poured the fountain
forth for thirsting Gotama.
Shining with varied light they come to him with help: they with their might
fulfilled the longing of the sage.
12 The shelters which ye have for him who lauds you, bestow them threefold on
the man who offers.
Extend the same boons unto us, ye Maruts. Give us, O Heroes, wealth with noble
offipring.
HYMN LXXXVI. Maruts.
1. THE best of guardians hath that man within whose dwelling place ye drink,
O Maruts, giants of the sky.
2 Honoured with sacrifice or with the worship of the sages' hymns,
O Maruts, listen to the call.
3 Yea, the strong man to whom ye have vouchsafed to give a sage, shall move
Into a stable rich in kine.
4 Upon this hero's sacred grass Soma is poured in daily rites:
Praise and delight are sung aloud.
5 Let the strong Maruts hear him, him surpassing all men: strength be his
That reaches even to the Sun.
6 For, through the swift Gods' loving help, in many an autumn, Maruts, we
Have offered up our sacrifice.
7 Fortunate shall that mortal be, O Maruts most adorable,
Whose offerings ye bear away.
8 O Heroes truly strong, ye know the toil of him who sings your praise,
The heart's desire of him who loves.
9 O ye of true strength, make this thing manifest by your greatness - strike
The demon with your thunderbolt.
10 Conceal the horrid darkness, drive far from us each devouring fiend.
Create the light for which we long.
HYMN LXXXVII Maruts.
1. LOUD Singers, never humbled, active, full of strength, immovable, impetuous,
manliest, best-beloved,
They have displayed themselves with glittering ornaments, a few in number only,
like the heavens with stars.
2 When, Maruts, on the steeps ye pile the moving cloud, ye are like birds on
whatsoever path it be.
Clouds everywhere shed forth the rain upon your cars. Drop fatness, honey-hued,
for him who sings your praise.
3 Earth at their racings trembles as if weak and worn, when on their ways they
yoke their cars for victory.
They, sportive, loudly roaring, armed with glittering spears, shakers of all,
themselves admire their mightiness.
4 Self-moving is that youthful band, with spotted steeds; thus it hath lordly
sway, endued with power and might.
Truthful art thou, and blameless, searcher out of sin: so thou, Strong Host,
wilt be protector of this prayer.
5 We speak by our descent from our primeval Sire; our tongue, when we behold the
Soma, stirs itself.
When, shouting, they had joined Indra in toil of fight, then only they obtained
their sacrificial names.
6 Splendours they gained for glory, they who wear bright rings; rays they
obtained, and men to celebrate their praise.
Armed with their swords, impetuous and fearing naught, they have possessed the
Maruts' own beloved home.
HYMN LXXXVIII. Maruts.
1. COME hither, Maruts, on your lightning laden cars, sounding with sweet songs,
armed with lances, winged with steeds.
Fly unto us with noblest food, like birds, O ye of mighty power.
2 With their red-hued or, haply, tawny coursers which speed their chariots on,
they come for glory.
Brilliant like gold is he who holds the thunder. Earth have they smitten with
the chariot's felly.
3 For beauty ye have swords upon your bodies. As they stir woods so may they
stir our spirits.
For your sake, O ye Maruts very mighty and well-born, have they set the stone,
in motion.
4 The days went round you and came back O yearners, back, to this prayer and to
this solemn worship.
The Gotamas making their prayer with singing have pushed the well's lid up to
drink the water.
5 No hymn way ever known like this aforetime which Gotama sang forth for you, O
Maruts,
What time upon your golden wheels he saw you, wild boars rushing about with
tusks of iron.
6 To you this freshening draught of Soma rusheth, O Maruts, like the voice of
one who prayeth.
It rusheth freely from our hands as these. libations wont to flow.
HYMN LXXXIX. Visvedevas.
1. MAY powers auspicious come to us from every side, never deceived, unhindered,
and victorious,
That the Gods ever may be with us for our gain, our guardians day by day
unceasing in their care.
2 May the auspicious favour of the Gods be ours, on us descend the bounty of the
righteous Gods.
The friendship of the Gods have we devoutly sought: so may the Gods extend our
life that we may live.
3 We call them hither with a hymn of olden time, Bhaga, the friendly Daksa,
Mitra, Aditi,
Aryaman, Varuna, Soma, the Asvins. May Sarasvati, auspicious, grant felicity.
4 May the Wind waft to us that pleasant medicine, may Earth our Mother give it,
and our Father Heaven,
And the joy-giving stones that press the Soma's juice. Asvins, may ye, for whom
our spirits long, hear this.
5 Him we invoke for aid who reigns supreme, the Lord of all that stands or
moves, inspirer of the soul,
That Pusan may promote the increase of our wealth, our keeper and our guard
infallible for our good.
6 Illustrious far and wide, may Indra prosper us: may Pusan prosper us, the
Master of all wealth.
May Tarksya with uninjured fellies prosper us: Brhaspati vouchsafe to us
prosperity.
7 The Maruts, Sons of Prani, borne by spotted steeds, moving in glory, oft
visiting holy rites,
Sages whose tongue is Agni, brilliant as the Sun,-hither let all the Gods for
our protection come.
8 Gods, may we with our ears listen to what is good, and with our eyes see what
is good, ye Holy Ones.
With limbs and bodies firm may we extolling you attain the term of life
appointed by the Gods.
9 A hundred autumns stand before us, O ye Gods, within whose space ye bring our
bodies to decay;
Within whose space our sons become fathers in turn. Break ye not in the midst
our course of fleeting life.
10 Aditi is the heaven, Aditi is mid-air, Aditi is the Mother and the Sire and
Son.
Aditi is all Gods, Aditi five-classed men, Aditi all that hath been bom and
shall be born.
by Griffith 1896
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