प्र सो अग्ने तवोतिभिः सुवीराभिस्तिरते वाजभर्मभिः । यस्य त्वं सख्यमावरः
He advances, O Agni, with your aids, with heroic strength and prize-bearing arms, he whose friendship you protect.
तव द्रप्सो नीलवान्वाश ऋत्विय इन्धानः सिष्णवा ददे । त्वं महीनामुषसामसि प्रियः क्षपो वस्तुषु राजसि
Your flame, dark-hued, O ritual fire, the kindler has placed; you are dear to the great dawns, you rule the nights in their abodes.
तमागन्म सोभरयः सहस्रमुष्कं स्वभिष्टिमवसे । सम्राजं त्रासदस्यवम्
To him we have come, O companions, for help, to the thousand-strong, our own desired one, to the sovereign Trasadasyu.
यस्य ते अग्ने अन्ये अग्नय उपक्षितो वया इव । विपो न द्युम्ना नि युवे जनानां तव क्षत्राणि वर्धयन्
Of you, O Agni, other fires are kindled, like birds; your powers, like rays, descend among the people, increasing your dominions.
यमादित्यासो अद्रुहः पारं नयथ मर्त्यम् । मघोनां विश्वेषां सुदानवः
You, O Adityas, who are free from falsehood, lead the mortal across; you are the generous givers, the benefactors of all.
यूयं राजानः कं चिच्चर्षणीसहः क्षयन्तं मानुषाँ अनु । वयं ते वो वरुण मित्रार्यमन्स्यामेदृतस्य रथ्यः
You, O kings, who are victorious over men, protect whomever among mortals you wish; we, O Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman, would be the charioteers of truth for you.
अदान्मे पौरुकुत्स्यः पञ्चाशतं त्रसदस्युर्वधूनाम् । मंहिष्ठो अर्यः सत्पतिः
Paurukutsya gave me fifty brides of Trasadasyu; the noble lord, the true master, was most generous.
उत मे प्रयियोर्वयियोः सुवास्त्वा अधि तुग्वनि । तिसॄणां सप्ततीनां श्यावः प्रणेता भुवद्वसुर्दियानां पतिः
And for me, among the Prayiyas and Urvayiyas, may there be good fortune in Tugva's house; Shyava, the leader of the wise, became the benefactor, the lord of the inspired.
आ गन्ता मा रिषण्यत प्रस्थावानो माप स्थाता समन्यवः । स्थिरा चिन्नमयिष्णवः
Come here, do not falter; let your intentions not be divided, nor your spirits stand apart; even the firm-hearted are moved.
वीळुपविभिर्मरुत ऋभुक्षण आ रुद्रासः सुदीतिभिः । इषा नो अद्या गता पुरुस्पृहो यज्ञमा सोभरीयवः
With your shining forms, O Maruts, delighting in strength, O Rudras, with your good gifts, come to us today, eager for the offering, you who are ever striving, O Sobharis.
विद्मा हि रुद्रियाणां शुष्ममुग्रं मरुतां शिमीवताम् । विष्णोरेषस्य मीळ्हुषाम्
We know indeed the fierce might of the Rudrian ones, the powerful Maruts, the roaring ones, and the bounty of this Vishnu.
वि द्वीपानि पापतन्तिष्ठद्दुच्छुनोभे युजन्त रोदसी । प्र धन्वान्यैरत शुभ्रखादयो यदेजथ स्वभानवः
The two worlds are yoked together as the swift ones stand ready; the shining ones have traversed the fields, when you, self-luminous, set forth.
अच्युता चिद्वो अज्मन्ना नानदति पर्वतासो वनस्पतिः । भूमिर्यामेषु रेजते
At your birth, even the unshaken mountains and the trees tremble; the earth quivers beneath your courses.
अमाय वो मरुतो यातवे द्यौर्जिहीत उत्तरा बृहत् । यत्रा नरो देदिशते तनूष्वा त्वक्षांसि बाह्वोजसः
For your coming, O Maruts, the vast upper sky is stirred; there, men display their strength in their bodies, their skins, and the might of their arms.
स्वधामनु श्रियं नरो महि त्वेषा अमवन्तो वृषप्सवः । वहन्ते अह्रुतप्सवः
According to their own power, the men, mighty, splendid, and strong, carry their glory, their undiminished strength.
गोभिर्वाणो अज्यते सोभरीणां रथे कोशे हिरण्यये । गोबन्धवः सुजातास इषे भुजे महान्तो न स्परसे नु
With cows is the offering anointed, in the chariot of the Sobharis, in the golden vessel; well-born, kin to cows, great ones, they are not to be assailed for sustenance.
प्रति वो वृषदञ्जयो वृष्णे शर्धाय मारुताय भरध्वम् । हव्या वृषप्रयाव्णे
Offer to you, the bull-like, the Marut host, the oblations for the strong, for the Maruts, for the vigorous, for the eager for the offering.
वृषणश्वेन मरुतो वृषप्सुना रथेन वृषनाभिना । आ श्येनासो न पक्षिणो वृथा नरो हव्या नो वीतये गत
With bull-like horses, O Maruts, with bull-like strength, with a bull-like chariot, with bull-like wheels, like eagles, the swift ones, come, O men, to our offering for our aid.
समानमञ्ज्येषां वि भ्राजन्ते रुक्मासो अधि बाहुषु । दविद्युतत्यृष्टयः
Their ornaments are alike, they shine forth, golden on their arms; their spears flash with lightning.
त उग्रासो वृषण उग्रबाहवो नकिष्टनूषु येतिरे । स्थिरा धन्वान्यायुधा रथेषु वोऽनीकेष्वधि श्रियः
They are fierce, bull-like, with mighty arms; none among men have equaled them; their firm bows and weapons are on their chariots, and their splendor is in their ranks.
येषामर्णो न सप्रथो नाम त्वेषं शश्वतामेकमिद्भुजे । वयो न पित्र्यं सहः
Among them, there is no one inferior, no one surpassing; their name is mighty, ever one in strength, like the power inherited from their fathers.
तान्वन्दस्व मरुतस्ताँ उप स्तुहि तेषां हि धुनीनाम् । अराणां न चरमस्तदेषां दाना मह्ना तदेषाम्
Worship those Maruts, praise them; for theirs are the gifts of the givers; like the spokes of a wheel, their gifts are endless, their greatness is theirs.
सुभगः स व ऊतिष्वास पूर्वासु मरुतो व्युष्टिषु । यो वा नूनमुतासति
Blessed is he who, in your protections, O Maruts, was favored in former dawns, and he who even now is so.
यस्य वा यूयं प्रति वाजिनो नर आ हव्या वीतये गथ । अभि ष द्युम्नैरुत वाजसातिभिः सुम्ना वो धूतयो नशत्
For whom you, O vigorous men, come to the offerings for support—may your blessings, rich in glory and strength, always attend him.
यथा रुद्रस्य सूनवो दिवो वशन्त्यसुरस्य वेधसः । युवानस्तथेदसत्
Just as the sons of Rudra, the youthful creators of the divine, possess the heavens, so may it be for us.
ये चार्हन्ति मरुतः सुदानवः स्मन्मीळ्हुषश्चरन्ति ये । अतश्चिदा न उप वस्यसा हृदा युवान आ ववृध्वम्
Those Maruts who are worthy, generous, and who move with remembrance, those who act with devotion—by this alone, O youths, you have grown in our hearts.
यून ऊ षु नविष्ठया वृष्णः पावकाँ अभि सोभरे गिरा । गाय गा इव चर्कृषत्
Young and most recent, shining bulls, you are praised with pure speech; you resound like singers with song.
साहा ये सन्ति मुष्टिहेव हव्यो विश्वासु पृत्सु होतृषु । वृष्णश्चन्द्रान्न सुश्रवस्तमान्गिरा वन्दस्व मरुतो अह
Those who are mighty, like a clenched fist at the offering, in every contest among the priests—O radiant, glorious Maruts, I praise you with song.
गावश्चिद्घा समन्यवः सजात्येन मरुतः सबन्धवः । रिहते ककुभो मिथः
Even cows, united in kinship, move together with the Maruts, their companions, harmoniously along the ridges.
मर्तश्चिद्वो नृतवो रुक्मवक्षस उप भ्रातृत्वमायति । अधि नो गात मरुतः सदा हि व आपित्वमस्ति निध्रुवि
Even a mortal, O Maruts, with shining breastplates, comes to your brotherhood; come to us, Maruts, for your friendship is ever steadfast.