कया तच्छृण्वे शच्या शचिष्ठो यया कृणोति मुहु का चिदृष्वः । पुरु दाशुषे विचयिष्ठो अंहोऽथा दधाति द्रविणं जरित्रे
By what power is that heard, O most powerful, by which you accomplish mighty deeds again and again? You, who are most generous to the worshipper, discerning many gifts, then bestow wealth upon the singer.
मा नो मर्धीरा भरा दद्धि तन्नः प्र दाशुषे दातवे भूरि यत्ते । नव्ये देष्णे शस्ते अस्मिन्त उक्थे प्र ब्रवाम वयमिन्द्र स्तुवन्तः
Do not harm us; bring us the gift, grant that to us; give much of what you have to the worshipper for giving; in this new, excellent, and praiseworthy hymn, let us, praising Indra, declare your glory.
नू ष्टुत इन्द्र नू गृणान इषं जरित्रे नद्यो न पीपेः । अकारि ते हरिवो ब्रह्म नव्यं धिया स्याम रथ्यः सदासाः
Now, praised Indra, now, being sung to, grant sustenance to the worshipper, as rivers nourish; for you, O wielder of the bays, a new hymn has been composed—may we, with insight, be ever victorious in the contest.
आ यात्विन्द्रोऽवस उप न इह स्तुतः सधमादस्तु शूरः । वावृधानस्तविषीर्यस्य पूर्वीर्द्यौर्न क्षत्रमभिभूति पुष्यात्
Let Indra come here for help, praised by us, let the hero sit with us at the banquet; ever growing in might, whose many powers, like the sky, may his dominion ever flourish unconquered.
तस्येदिह स्तवथ वृष्ण्यानि तुविद्युम्नस्य तुविराधसो नॄन् । यस्य क्रतुर्विदथ्यो न सम्राट् साह्वान्तरुत्रो अभ्यस्ति कृष्टीः
Here, praise his mighty deeds, those of the strong one, of great fame, of abundant gifts to men; whose resolve is sovereign in the assembly, who calls forth and stirs the peoples.
आ यात्विन्द्रो दिव आ पृथिव्या मक्षू समुद्रादुत वा पुरीषात् । स्वर्णरादवसे नो मरुत्वान्परावतो वा सदनादृतस्य
Let Indra come from the sky, from the earth, quickly from the sea, or from the waters; the bringer of light, for our help, O Marut-companion, or from the distant seat of truth.
स्थूरस्य रायो बृहतो य ईशे तमु ष्टवाम विदथेष्विन्द्रम् । यो वायुना जयति गोमतीषु प्र धृष्णुया नयति वस्यो अच्छ
Of the strong, great wealth, of which he is lord, that we would praise in the assemblies—Indra, who wins by his might among the wealthy, who leads the bold to the possession of riches.
उप यो नमो नमसि स्तभायन्नियर्ति वाचं जनयन्यजध्यै । ऋञ्जसानः पुरुवार उक्थैरेन्द्रं कृण्वीत सदनेषु होता
He who, bowing in reverence, restrains the arrogant, who sets forth speech, generating it for the sacrifice; the generous, much-invoked one, with hymns—let him, Indra, be made the Hotar in the gatherings.
धिषा यदि धिषण्यन्तः सरण्यान्सदन्तो अद्रिमौशिजस्य गोहे । आ दुरोषाः पास्त्यस्य होता यो नो महान्संवरणेषु वह्निः
If, guided by wisdom, you dwell among the swift ones, abiding in the cave of the mountain of the Maujiga, O Hotar, who is great and kindles the fire for us in the assemblies, you are the guardian of the dwelling.
सत्रा यदीं भार्वरस्य वृष्णः सिषक्ति शुष्म स्तुवते भराय । गुहा यदीमौशिजस्य गोहे प्र यद्धिये प्रायसे मदाय
Whenever the mighty Bhārvara exerts his strength for praise and offering, when he is hidden in the cave of the Maujiga, then, through devotion and striving, he brings forth delight.
वि यद्वरांसि पर्वतस्य वृण्वे पयोभिर्जिन्वे अपां जवांसि । विदद्गौरस्य गवयस्य गोहे यदी वाजाय सुध्यो वहन्ति
When he chooses the best treasures of the mountain, he invigorates the swift courses of the waters with nourishment; he finds the cow in the cave of the wild one, when the well-fed ones bear it forth for the prize.
भद्रा ते हस्ता सुकृतोत पाणी प्रयन्तारा स्तुवते राध इन्द्र । का ते निषत्तिः किमु नो ममत्सि किं नोदुदु हर्षसे दातवा उ
Your hands are auspicious, skillful, and your palms, O Indra, grant gifts to the one who praises; what is your refusal, will you not remember us? What, O mighty one, prevents you from giving?
एवा वस्व इन्द्रः सत्यः सम्राड्ढन्ता वृत्रं वरिवः पूरवे कः । पुरुष्टुत क्रत्वा नः शग्धि रायो भक्षीय तेऽवसो दैव्यस्य
Thus, Indra, the true and sovereign, grants passage to Pūru by slaying the serpent; O much-praised one, grant us wealth through your power, let us enjoy your divine favor.
नू ष्टुत इन्द्र नू गृणान इषं जरित्रे नद्यो न पीपेः । अकारि ते हरिवो ब्रह्म नव्यं धिया स्याम रथ्यः सदासाः
Now, praised, O Indra, now, sung, grant us nourishment for the doer, like rivers that fill; for you, O Hariva, a new hymn has been composed, may we, through wisdom, always be charioteers.
यन्न इन्द्रो जुजुषे यच्च वष्टि तन्नो महान्करति शुष्म्या चित् । ब्रह्म स्तोमं मघवा सोममुक्था यो अश्मानं शवसा बिभ्रदेति
Whatever Indra has chosen, whatever he desires, that the great one accomplishes, even with his might; Maghavan, bearing the stone with strength, accepts our hymn, praise, and soma offering.
वृषा वृषन्धिं चतुरश्रिमस्यन्नुग्रो बाहुभ्यां नृतमः शचीवान् । श्रिये परुष्णीमुषमाण ऊर्णां यस्याः पर्वाणि सख्याय विव्ये
The mighty one, with powerful arms, the best among men, vigorous, eats the four-sided food; for glory, he tears the wool from Paruṣṇī, whose joints he has made for friendship.
यो देवो देवतमो जायमानो महो वाजेभिर्महद्भिश्च शुष्मैः । दधानो वज्रं बाह्वोरुशन्तं द्याममेन रेजयत्प्र भूम
He, the god, most divine among gods, being born, with great steeds and mighty powers, holding the thunderbolt in his broad arms, made the sky resound with his force and shone forth upon the earth.
विश्वा रोधांसि प्रवतश्च पूर्वीर्द्यौरृष्वाज्जनिमन्रेजत क्षाः । आ मातरा भरति शुष्म्या गोर्नृवत्परिज्मन्नोनुवन्त वाताः
All barriers and ancient paths, the lofty sky, the earth, and their origins, resounded; the mother brings the force of the cow, and winds, like men, follow the circuit.
ता तू त इन्द्र महतो महानि विश्वेष्वित्सवनेषु प्रवाच्या । यच्छूर धृष्णो धृषता दधृष्वानहिं वज्रेण शवसाविवेषीः
These, O Indra, are your great deeds among all the assemblies, to be proclaimed; O hero, bold and daring, you struck the serpent with the thunderbolt, displaying your might.
ता तू ते सत्या तुविनृम्ण विश्वा प्र धेनवः सिस्रते वृष्ण ऊध्नः । अधा ह त्वद्वृषमणो भियानाः प्र सिन्धवो जवसा चक्रमन्त
These are your true, mighty deeds; all the cows flow forth from the udder of the bull; then, fearing your strength, the rivers moved swiftly.
अत्राह ते हरिवस्ता उ देवीरवोभिरिन्द्र स्तवन्त स्वसारः । यत्सीमनु प्र मुचो बद्बधाना दीर्घामनु प्रसितिं स्यन्दयध्यै
Here, O Hariva, your divine sisters praise you, Indra, with help; when they loosened their bonds, they flowed forth in a long stream.
पिपीळे अंशुर्मद्यो न सिन्धुरा त्वा शमी शशमानस्य शक्तिः । अस्मद्र्यक्छुशुचानस्य यम्या आशुर्न रश्मिं तुव्योजसं गोः
The invigorating soma, like a river, delights you; the power of the one who desires joy is yours; for us, the ray of the shining cow, swift and strong, comes near.
अस्मे वर्षिष्ठा कृणुहि ज्येष्ठा नृम्णानि सत्रा सहुरे सहांसि । अस्मभ्यं वृत्रा सुहनानि रन्धि जहि वधर्वनुषो मर्त्यस्य
Make us the most abundant, the greatest in heroic deeds, O mighty one, always victorious; for us, destroy the slayers, break the obstacles, strike down the enemy of mortals.
अस्माकमित्सु शृणुहि त्वमिन्द्रास्मभ्यं चित्राँ उप माहि वाजान् । अस्मभ्यं विश्वा इषणः पुरंधीरस्माकं सु मघवन्बोधि गोदाः
Hear us, O Indra, in our striving; grant us splendid prizes; for us, let all the nourishing gifts and treasures come; be mindful, O Maghavan, of our cows.
नू ष्टुत इन्द्र नू गृणान इषं जरित्रे नद्यो न पीपेः । अकारि ते हरिवो ब्रह्म नव्यं धिया स्याम रथ्यः सदासाः
Now, praised, O Indra, now, sung, grant us nourishment for the doer, like rivers that fill; for you, O Hariva, a new hymn has been composed, may we, through wisdom, always be charioteers.
कथा महामवृधत्कस्य होतुर्यज्ञं जुषाणो अभि सोममूधः । पिबन्नुशानो जुषमाणो अन्धो ववक्ष ऋष्वः शुचते धनाय
How did the great one grow, whose priest, accepting the sacrifice, approached the soma? Drinking, desiring, accepting the offering, the lofty one advanced, pure, for wealth.
को अस्य वीरः सधमादमाप समानंश सुमतिभिः को अस्य । कदस्य चित्रं चिकिते कदूती वृधे भुवच्छशमानस्य यज्योः
Who is the hero who has attained his fellowship, who has shared the same portion with his favors? Who has discerned his wondrous act, who has become great, of the praiseworthy and worshipful one?
कथा शृणोति हूयमानमिन्द्रः कथा शृण्वन्नवसामस्य वेद । का अस्य पूर्वीरुपमातयो ह कथैनमाहुः पपुरिं जरित्रे
How does Indra hear the one being invoked? How, while listening, does he know the new song? What are his many forms of protection, and how do they speak of him, the generous one, to the worshipper?
कथा सबाधः शशमानो अस्य नशदभि द्रविणं दीध्यानः । देवो भुवन्नवेदा म ऋतानां नमो जगृभ्वाँ अभि यज्जुजोषत्
How does one, striving, not lose his wealth, shining forth in pursuit of riches? Let the god become knowing, O upholder of truths; having taken up homage, may he delight in the offering.
कथा कदस्या उषसो व्युष्टौ देवो मर्तस्य सख्यं जुजोष । कथा कदस्य सख्यं सखिभ्यो ये अस्मिन्कामं सुयुजं ततस्रे
How, at the breaking of dawn, did the god delight in the friendship of a mortal? How, at that time, did he show friendship to his companions, those who have sought the well-yoked desire in him?