देवानां माने प्रथमा अतिष्ठन्कृन्तत्रादेषामुपरा उदायन् । त्रयस्तपन्ति पृथिवीमनूपा द्वा बृबूकं वहतः पुरीषम्
In the measure of the gods, the first ones stood; the cutters rose above them. Three heat the earth and the marshes; two carry the dung in their mouths.
सा ते जीवातुरुत तस्य विद्धि मा स्मैतादृगप गूहः समर्ये । आविः स्वः कृणुते गूहते बुसं स पादुरस्य निर्णिजो न मुच्यते
That one is your life-giver; know him as such. Do not, in battle, hide yourself from one like him. He makes the sun visible, he conceals the darkness; he, revealed, is not released from the bonds of the unliberated.
विश्वो ह्यन्यो अरिराजगाम ममेदह श्वशुरो ना जगाम । जक्षीयाद्धाना उत सोमं पपीयात्स्वाशितः पुनरस्तं जगायात्
Indeed, every other enemy has departed; my father-in-law, however, has not gone. Let him eat food, let him drink soma; having eaten his fill, let him return again to his home.
स रोरुवद्वृषभस्तिग्मशृङ्गो वर्ष्मन्तस्थौ वरिमन्ना पृथिव्याः । विश्वेष्वेनं वृजनेषु पामि यो मे कुक्षी सुतसोमः पृणाति
That roaring bull, with sharp horns, stands in the rain, marking out the path of the earth. Among all gatherings, may I protect him who fills my belly with the pressed soma.
अद्रिणा ते मन्दिन इन्द्र तूयान्सुन्वन्ति सोमान्पिबसि त्वमेषाम् । पचन्ति ते वृषभाँ अत्सि तेषां पृक्षेण यन्मघवन्हूयमानः
With the stone, they press your exhilarating soma, O Indra; you drink of these. The bulls cook for you, you eat of theirs, when, O bountiful one, you are invoked with the ladle.
इदं सु मे जरितरा चिकिद्धि प्रतीपं शापं नद्यो वहन्ति । लोपाशः सिंहं प्रत्यञ्चमत्साः क्रोष्टा वराहं निरतक्त कक्षात्
May this, O singer, be well known to me: the rivers carry the curse that flows against the current. The wolves turn back from the lion, the fish from the crocodile, the jackal from the boar, scorched from the hollow.
कथा त एतदहमा चिकेतं गृत्सस्य पाकस्तवसो मनीषाम् । त्वं नो विद्वाँ ऋतुथा वि वोचो यमर्धं ते मघवन्क्षेम्या धूः
How indeed have I come to know this, the ripened wisdom of Gritsa, the inspired one? You, knowing, speak to us in due season, O bountiful one, what share you would have us keep for you.
एवा हि मां तवसं वर्धयन्ति दिवश्चिन्मे बृहत उत्तरा धूः । पुरू सहस्रा नि शिशामि साकमशत्रुं हि मा जनिता जजान
Thus, indeed, they increase my strength, even those who are above in the vast sky. I lay down many thousands together; for my begetter has begotten me unconquered.
एवा हि मां तवसं जज्ञुरुग्रं कर्मन्कर्मन्वृषणमिन्द्र देवाः । वधीं वृत्रं वज्रेण मन्दसानोऽप व्रजं महिना दाशुषे वम्
Thus, indeed, the gods have made me mighty, O Indra, strong in deed, ever manly. I slew Vritra with the thunderbolt, delighting, and with my might I opened the pen for the worshipper.
देवास आयन्परशूँरबिभ्रन्वना वृश्चन्तो अभि विड्भिरायन् । नि सुद्र्वं दधतो वक्षणासु यत्रा कृपीटमनु तद्दहन्ति
The gods came bearing axes, cutting the forest, approaching with their weapons. They placed the well-fixed one in their breasts, where, following the wedge, they burn it.
शशः क्षुरं प्रत्यञ्चं जगाराद्रिं लोगेन व्यभेदमारात् । बृहन्तं चिदृहते रन्धयानि वयद्वत्सो वृषभं शूशुवानः
The hare whetted the razor, turning it back; with his paw he split the stone from afar. Even the great one, wounded, I pierce with holes, like a calf licking the bull.
सुपर्ण इत्था नखमा सिषायावरुद्धः परिपदं न सिंहः । निरुद्धश्चिन्महिषस्तर्ष्यावान्गोधा तस्मा अयथं कर्षदेतत्
Thus the eagle sharpened his claw, restrained like a lion at the track. Even the buffalo, though restrained, desires to run; the iguana, therefore, drags this away.
तेभ्यो गोधा अयथं कर्षदेतद्ये ब्रह्मणः प्रतिपीयन्त्यन्नैः । सिम उक्ष्णोऽवसृष्टाँ अदन्ति स्वयं बलानि तन्वः शृणानाः
From them, the iguana drags this away—those who, opposing the sacred word, feed on food. Even the calves, released from the ox, bite, their bodies growing strong of themselves.
एते शमीभिः सुशमी अभूवन्ये हिन्विरे तन्वः सोम उक्थैः । नृवद्वदन्नुप नो माहि वाजान्दिवि श्रवो दधिषे नाम वीरः
These, with the branches of the shami tree, have become well-shaded; others have adorned their bodies with soma hymns. Speaking like men, come to us with strength; in heaven, O hero, you have established your fame and name.
वने न वा यो न्यधायि चाकञ्छुचिर्वां स्तोमो भुरणावजीगः । यस्येदिन्द्रः पुरुदिनेषु होता नृणां नर्यो नृतमः क्षपावान्
Like a tree in the forest, whoever is set down, your praise, bright and eager, has grown. For whom Indra is the priest among men, the noble, the most manly, the lord of the night.
प्र ते अस्या उषसः प्रापरस्या नृतौ स्याम नृतमस्य नृणाम् । अनु त्रिशोकः शतमावहन्नॄन्कुत्सेन रथो यो असत्ससवान्
May we reach the farthest dawn for you; may we be in the dance of the most manly among men. Following Trishoka, bringing a hundred men, whose chariot, with Kutsa, was victorious.
कस्ते मद इन्द्र रन्त्यो भूद्दुरो गिरो अभ्युग्रो वि धाव । कद्वाहो अर्वागुप मा मनीषा आ त्वा शक्यामुपमं राधो अन्नैः
What exhilaration of yours, O Indra, is delightful? Fierce one, run to our songs from afar. Which helper, coming near, may my thought bring, so that I may attain your highest favor with food?
कदु द्युम्नमिन्द्र त्वावतो नॄन्कया धिया करसे कन्न आगन् । मित्रो न सत्य उरुगाय भृत्या अन्ने समस्य यदसन्मनीषाः
What glory, O Indra, do you bestow upon men, by what wisdom do you act, who comes to you? Like Mitra, true in service, you are widely praised, when our thoughts are united in food.
प्रेरय सूरो अर्थं न पारं ये अस्य कामं जनिधा इव ग्मन् । गिरश्च ये ते तुविजात पूर्वीर्नर इन्द्र प्रतिशिक्षन्त्यन्नैः
Send forth the sun, as one seeking the farthest goal, for those who, like offspring, pursue his desire. And those many songs of yours, O Indra, the men, born of your strength, answer with food.
मात्रे नु ते सुमिते इन्द्र पूर्वी द्यौर्मज्मना पृथिवी काव्येन । वराय ते घृतवन्तः सुतासः स्वाद्मन्भवन्तु पीतये मधूनि
O Indra, for your mother, for you, for Sumitra, may the ancient heaven with its might and the earth with her wisdom be present. For your delight, may the clarified offerings and sweet draughts be ready for you to drink.
आ मध्वो अस्मा असिचन्नमत्रमिन्द्राय पूर्णं स हि सत्यराधाः । स वावृधे वरिमन्ना पृथिव्या अभि क्रत्वा नर्यः पौंस्यैश्च
To Indra, the full measure of the sweet drink has been poured, for he is truly bounteous. He has grown in greatness, in the wide expanse of earth, through his noble deeds and heroic powers.
व्यानळिन्द्रः पृतनाः स्वोजा आस्मै यतन्ते सख्याय पूर्वीः । आ स्मा रथं न पृतनासु तिष्ठ यं भद्रया सुमत्या चोदयासे
Indra scatters the hosts of battle with his own strength; many strive for his friendship. In the battles, stand firm like a chariot, which you drive onward with your gracious favor.
प्र देवत्रा ब्रह्मणे गातुरेत्वपो अच्छा मनसो न प्रयुक्ति । महीं मित्रस्य वरुणस्य धासिं पृथुज्रयसे रीरधा सुवृक्तिम्
Let the hymn go forth here to the gods, as an offering to the divine, swift as the promptings of the mind. May you, who possess the great law of Mitra and Varuna, grant us wide and splendid praise.
अध्वर्यवो हविष्मन्तो हि भूताच्छाप इतोशतीरुशन्तः । अव याश्चष्टे अरुणः सुपर्णस्तमास्यध्वमूर्मिमद्या सुहस्ताः
O priests, be ready with your offerings, approach with reverence and eager hearts. The tawny, beautiful-winged one watches over you; let your strong hands pour out the wave of the drink.
अध्वर्यवोऽप इता समुद्रमपां नपातं हविषा यजध्वम् । स वो दददूर्मिमद्या सुपूतं तस्मै सोमं मधुमन्तं सुनोत
O priests, go to the waters, to the ocean, worship with offerings the Son of the Waters. He will give you a pure, foaming wave; for him press the sweet Soma rich in honey.
यो अनिध्मो दीदयदप्स्वन्तर्यं विप्रास ईळते अध्वरेषु । अपां नपान्मधुमतीरपो दा याभिरिन्द्रो वावृधे वीर्याय
He who, though without fuel, shines among the waters—him the inspired invoke at the sacrifices. O Son of the Waters, grant us the honeyed streams by which Indra increased in strength.
याभिः सोमो मोदते हर्षते च कल्याणीभिर्युवतिभिर्न मर्यः । ता अध्वर्यो अपो अच्छा परेहि यदासिञ्चा ओषधीभिः पुनीतात्
By which Soma rejoices and exults, like a youth with lovely maidens—O priest, go to the waters, that they may purify the Soma you pour with the herbs.
एवेद्यूने युवतयो नमन्त यदीमुशन्नुशतीरेत्यच्छ । सं जानते मनसा सं चिकित्रेऽध्वर्यवो धिषणापश्च देवीः
Here the young maidens bow down, when they have been summoned, they come eagerly. Together they unite in mind and purpose—O priests and goddesses of wisdom and waters.
यो वो वृताभ्यो अकृणोदु लोकं यो वो मह्या अभिशस्तेरमुञ्चत् । तस्मा इन्द्राय मधुमन्तमूर्मिं देवमादनं प्र हिणोतनापः
He who made a path for you from the closed places, who released you from the great curse—offer to that Indra the honeyed wave, the divine exhilarating drink, O waters.
प्रास्मै हिनोत मधुमन्तमूर्मिं गर्भो यो वः सिन्धवो मध्व उत्सः । घृतपृष्ठमीड्यमध्वरेष्वापो रेवतीः शृणुता हवं मे
Pour for him the honeyed wave, the embryo of you rivers, the fountain of honey. Waters, rich in ghee, worthy of praise in the sacrifice, listen to my call.