यदश्वान्धूर्षु पृषतीरयुग्ध्वं हिरण्ययान्प्रत्यत्काँ अमुग्ध्वम् । विश्वा इत्स्पृधो मरुतो व्यस्यथ शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
When you yoke the spotted mares to the chariots, when you harness the golden ones facing forward, you scatter all foes, O Maruts; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
न पर्वता न नद्यो वरन्त वो यत्राचिध्वं मरुतो गच्छथेदु तत् । उत द्यावापृथिवी याथना परि शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
Neither mountains nor rivers hinder you, wherever you set out, O Maruts, you go there. Even heaven and earth you encompass; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
यत्पूर्व्यं मरुतो यच्च नूतनं यदुद्यते वसवो यच्च शस्यते । विश्वस्य तस्य भवथा नवेदसः शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
Whatever is ancient, O Maruts, and whatever is new, whatever is prepared, O Vasus, and whatever is praised—of all that, be you the knowers; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
मृळत नो मरुतो मा वधिष्टनास्मभ्यं शर्म बहुलं वि यन्तन । अधि स्तोत्रस्य सख्यस्य गातन शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
Be gracious to us, O Maruts, do not harm us; grant us wide protection. Take up the friendship of our hymn; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
यूयमस्मान्नयत वस्यो अच्छा निरंहतिभ्यो मरुतो गृणानाः । जुषध्वं नो हव्यदातिं यजत्रा वयं स्याम पतयो रयीणाम्
Lead us, O Maruts, towards wealth, away from those who seek to harm us, O praised ones. Accept our oblation, O worthy of sacrifice; may we be masters of riches.
अग्ने शर्धन्तमा गणं पिष्टं रुक्मेभिरञ्जिभिः । विशो अद्य मरुतामव ह्वये दिवश्चिद्रोचनादधि
Agni, call the most powerful host, adorned with gold ornaments, the people of the Maruts, today for help, even from the shining sky.
यथा चिन्मन्यसे हृदा तदिन्मे जग्मुराशसः । ये ते नेदिष्ठं हवनान्यागमन्तान्वर्ध भीमसंदृशः
As you intend in your heart, so may it be for me; those who are nearest have come to your offerings. Increase, O fierce in appearance.
मीळ्हुष्मतीव पृथिवी पराहता मदन्त्येत्यस्मदा । ऋक्षो न वो मरुतः शिमीवाँ अमो दुध्रो गौरिव भीमयुः
Like the earth, rich in gifts, struck afar, they rejoice as they come to us. Like a bear, O Maruts, your force is fierce, like a wild bull, like a cow, powerful in might.
नि ये रिणन्त्योजसा वृथा गावो न दुर्धुरः । अश्मानं चित्स्वर्यं पर्वतं गिरिं प्र च्यावयन्ति यामभिः
Who, with strength, loosen the bonds, like cows not to be restrained; even the stone, the mountain, the hill, they shake with their might.
उत्तिष्ठ नूनमेषां स्तोमैः समुक्षितानाम् । मरुतां पुरुतममपूर्व्यं गवां सर्गमिव ह्वये
Rise up now with the praises of these adorned ones. I call the most wonderful, unprecedented host of the Maruts, like the flow of cows.
युङ्ग्ध्वं ह्यरुषी रथे युङ्ग्ध्वं रथेषु रोहितः । युङ्ग्ध्वं हरी अजिरा धुरि वोळ्हवे वहिष्ठा धुरि वोळ्हवे
Yoke the red steeds to the chariot, yoke the tawny ones to the chariots. Yoke the swift bays to the yoke for drawing, the best for drawing.
उत स्य वाज्यरुषस्तुविष्वणिरिह स्म धायि दर्शतः । मा वो यामेषु मरुतश्चिरं करत्प्र तं रथेषु चोदत
And the vigorous, red, loudly roaring one is set here, the splendid one to be seen. Let not your steeds, O Maruts, linger long; urge that one on the chariots.
रथं नु मारुतं वयं श्रवस्युमा हुवामहे । आ यस्मिन्तस्थौ सुरणानि बिभ्रती सचा मरुत्सु रोदसी
We call now upon the Marut chariot, famed for glory, on which the two worlds, bearing treasures, have stood together with the Maruts.
तं वः शर्धं रथेशुभं त्वेषं पनस्युमा हुवे । यस्मिन्सुजाता सुभगा महीयते सचा मरुत्सु मीळ्हुषी
That host of yours, adorned for the chariot, mighty, worthy of praise, I call. In which the well-born, fortunate one is magnified, together with the Maruts, the bountiful one.
आ रुद्रास इन्द्रवन्तः सजोषसो हिरण्यरथाः सुविताय गन्तन । इयं वो अस्मत्प्रति हर्यते मतिस्तृष्णजे न दिव उत्सा उदन्यवे
O Rudras, endowed with Indra's might, united, riding golden chariots, come for our well-being. This prayer is offered to you from us, as thirst rises from the waters to the sky.
वाशीमन्त ऋष्टिमन्तो मनीषिणः सुधन्वान इषुमन्तो निषङ्गिणः । स्वश्वा स्थ सुरथाः पृश्निमातरः स्वायुधा मरुतो याथना शुभम्
Possessing voices, spears, wisdom, fine bows, arrows, and quivers; you have noble steeds, splendid chariots, born of Prishni, and your own weapons—O Maruts, may you bring auspiciousness.
धूनुथ द्यां पर्वतान्दाशुषे वसु नि वो वना जिहते यामनो भिया । कोपयथ पृथिवीं पृश्निमातरः शुभे यदुग्राः पृषतीरयुग्ध्वम्
You shake the sky and mountains, O givers, and forests tremble at your approach in fear. You stir the earth, children of Prishni, fierce and splendid, when your spotted mares are yoked.
वातत्विषो मरुतो वर्षनिर्णिजो यमा इव सुसदृशः सुपेशसः । पिशङ्गाश्वा अरुणाश्वा अरेपसः प्रत्वक्षसो महिना द्यौरिवोरवः
Swift as wind, O Maruts, pouring rain, like well-matched, beautiful, splendid horses; tawny steeds, red steeds, shining, with bright bodies, your greatness resounds like the sky.
पुरुद्रप्सा अञ्जिमन्तः सुदानवस्त्वेषसंदृशो अनवभ्रराधसः । सुजातासो जनुषा रुक्मवक्षसो दिवो अर्का अमृतं नाम भेजिरे
Rich in gifts, adorned, generous, splendid in appearance, free from darkness; well-born by birth, with golden breasts, they have attained the immortal name in heaven through their radiance.
ऋष्टयो वो मरुतो अंसयोरधि सह ओजो बाह्वोर्वो बलं हितम् । नृम्णा शीर्षस्वायुधा रथेषु वो विश्वा वः श्रीरधि तनूषु पिपिशे
Your spears rest upon your shoulders, O Maruts; strength and power are established in your arms. Heroism crowns your heads, your weapons are in your chariots; all glory is woven into your bodies.
गोमदश्वावद्रथवत्सुवीरं चन्द्रवद्राधो मरुतो ददा नः । प्रशस्तिं नः कृणुत रुद्रियासो भक्षीय वोऽवसो दैव्यस्य
Grant us wealth of cattle, horses, chariots, and noble sons, radiant prosperity, O Maruts. Bestow praise upon us, O Rudrian ones; may we enjoy your divine favor.
हये नरो मरुतो मृळता नस्तुवीमघासो अमृता ऋतज्ञाः । सत्यश्रुतः कवयो युवानो बृहद्गिरयो बृहदुक्षमाणाः
O men, O Maruts, be gracious to us—abundant in gifts, immortal, knowers of truth. True to hearing, wise, youthful, mighty as great mountains, greatly sustaining.
तमु नूनं तविषीमन्तमेषां स्तुषे गणं मारुतं नव्यसीनाम् । य आश्वश्वा अमवद्वहन्त उतेशिरे अमृतस्य स्वराजः
Now I praise the most powerful among them, the Marut host, ever new. They bear swift horses, mighty in strength, shining, sovereigns of immortality.
त्वेषं गणं तवसं खादिहस्तं धुनिव्रतं मायिनं दातिवारम् । मयोभुवो ये अमिता महित्वा वन्दस्व विप्र तुविराधसो नॄन्
Fierce is the host, strong, with jaws like blades, steadfast in their purpose, skilled in magic, givers of gifts. O sage, praise those Maruts who are boundless in greatness and generous to men.
आ वो यन्तूदवाहासो अद्य वृष्टिं ये विश्वे मरुतो जुनन्ति । अयं यो अग्निर्मरुतः समिद्ध एतं जुषध्वं कवयो युवानः
Let your swift chariots come today, O Maruts, who all bring rain. This fire, O Maruts, is kindled; accept it, O wise, youthful ones.
यूयं राजानमिर्यं जनाय विभ्वतष्टं जनयथा यजत्राः । युष्मदेति मुष्टिहा बाहुजूतो युष्मत्सदश्वो मरुतः सुवीरः
You, worshipful ones, make the king renowned among the people, you generate him, splendid, for the sacrifice. From you comes the fist-wielder, strong-armed; from you, the noble horse, O Maruts.
अरा इवेदचरमा अहेव प्रप्र जायन्ते अकवा महोभिः । पृश्नेः पुत्रा उपमासो रभिष्ठाः स्वया मत्या मरुतः सं मिमिक्षुः
Like wanderers, they move as if unrestrained, ever born anew, mighty in deeds. Sons of Prishni, most excellent, seeking to unite with their own wisdom, O Maruts.
यत्प्रायासिष्ट पृषतीभिरश्वैर्वीळुपविभिर्मरुतो रथेभिः । क्षोदन्त आपो रिणते वनान्यवोस्रियो वृषभः क्रन्दतु द्यौः
When you advance with your spotted horses and chariots adorned with gold, O Maruts, you churn the waters, break the forests, and the bull roars, the sky thunders.
प्रथिष्ट यामन्पृथिवी चिदेषां भर्तेव गर्भं स्वमिच्छवो धुः । वातान्ह्यश्वान्धुर्यायुयुज्रे वर्षं स्वेदं चक्रिरे रुद्रियासः
You spread your movement so widely that even the earth yields, like a mother bearing her child. The wind-horses are yoked to the chariot, and the Rudrian ones make rain and sweat.
हये नरो मरुतो मृळता नस्तुवीमघासो अमृता ऋतज्ञाः । सत्यश्रुतः कवयो युवानो बृहद्गिरयो बृहदुक्षमाणाः
O men, O Maruts, be gracious to us—abundant in gifts, immortal, knowers of truth. True to hearing, wise, youthful, mighty as great mountains, greatly sustaining.