Sama Veda

तदिदास भुवनेषु ज्येष्टं यतो जज्ञा उग्रस्त्वेषनृम्णः सद्यो जज्ञानो नि रिणाति शत्रूननु यं विश्वे मदन्त्यूमाः

That indeed is the greatest among beings, from whom the fierce, mighty one was born; newly born, he at once overcomes foes, and all the goddesses rejoice in him.

वावृधानः शवसा भूर्योजाः शत्रुर्दासाय भियसं दधाति अव्यनच्च व्यनच्च सस्नि सं ते नवन्त प्रभृता मदेषु

Increasing in strength, possessing much vigor, he brings fear to the enemy for the Dasa; he has protected and scattered, he has conquered, and they bow to you at the gifts and in the delights.

त्वे क्रतुमपि वृञ्जन्ति विश्वे द्विर्यदेते त्रिर्भवन्त्यूमाः स्वादोः स्वादीयः स्वादुना सृजा समदः सु मधु मधुनाभि योधीः

In you, all choose wisdom; when these two become three, the delights are most sweet; sweeter than sweet, pour forth the exhilaration, blend the honey with the honeyed draughts.

त्रिकद्रुकेषु महिषो यवाशिरं तुविशुष्मस्तृम्पत्सोममपिबद्विष्णुना सुतं यथावशम् स ईं ममाद महि कर्म कर्तवे महामुरुं सैनं सश्चद्देवो देवं सत्य इन्दुः सत्यमिन्द्रम्

At the three-wooded press, the buffalo with barley-mixed strength, very mighty, drank the pressed Soma with Vishnu as he wished; he rejoiced in it, to perform a great deed; the true god accompanied the god, the true Soma accompanied true Indra.

साकं जातः क्रतुना साकमोजसा ववक्षिथ साकं वृद्धो वीर्यैः सासहिर्मृधो विचर्षणिः दाता राध स्तुवते काम्यं वसु प्रचेतन सैनं सश्चद्देवो देवं सत्य इन्दुः सत्यमिन्द्रम्

Born together with power, together with might you grew, together with strength you excelled in heroic deeds; you conquered foes, wise one, giver of desired wealth to the praiser; the true god accompanied the god, the true Soma accompanied true Indra.

अध त्विषीमां अभ्योजसा कृविं युधाभवदा रोदसी अपृणदस्य मज्मना प्र वावृधे अधत्तान्यं जठरे प्रेमरिच्यत प्र चेतय सैनं सश्चद्देवो देवं सत्य इन्दुः सत्यमिन्द्रम्

Then, with surpassing might and strength, he became fierce in battle, he filled the two worlds by his greatness; he grew greatly, took another into his belly, and shone forth; the true god accompanied the god, the true Soma accompanied true Indra.

सप्तम प्रथमो ऽर्धः अभि प्र गोपतिं गिरेन्द्रमर्च यथा विदे मूनुं सत्यस्य सत्पतिम्

The seventh, the first portion, sing forth to the lord of the cows, to mountain-Indra, as is fitting, to the true lord of truth.

आ हरयः ससृज्रिरे ऽरुषीरधि बर्हिषि यत्राभि संनवामहे

The bays have been set in motion, the ruddy ones on the sacred grass, where we assemble together.

इन्द्राय गाव आशिरं दुदुह्रे वज्रिणे मधु यत्सीमुपह्वरे विदत्

For Indra, the cows have milked out the barley-mixed draught; for the wielder of the bolt, the honey which he finds in the gathering.

आ नो विश्वासु हव्यमिन्द्रं समत्सु भूषत उप ब्रह्माणि सवनानि वृत्रहन्परमज्या ऋचीषम

May our offering summon Indra in all assemblies; let the hymns and libations approach the slayer of Vritra, the most mighty, with praise.

त्वं दाता प्रथमो राधसामस्यसि सत्य ईशानकृत् तुविद्युम्नस्य युज्या वृणीमहे पुत्रस्य शवसो महः

You are the first giver of wealth, you are truly the lord of riches; we choose you, mighty one, as the worthy son of strength and greatness.

प्रत्नं पीयूषं पूर्व्यं यदुक्थ्यं महो गाहद्दिव आ निरधुक्षत इन्द्रमभि जायमानं समस्वरन्

The ancient, nourishing, primeval, and praiseworthy, the great ones have milked forth from heaven; they sang together at Indra's birth.

आदीं के चित्पश्यमानास आप्यं वसुरुचो दिव्या अभ्यनूषत दिवो न वारं सविता व्यूर्णुते

Some, seeing, have approached the ancient, watery, shining treasures of heaven; like the sun, Savitar spreads out the covering of the sky.

अध यदिमे पवमान रोदसी इमा च विश्वा भुवनाभि मज्मना यूथे न निष्ठा वृषभो वि राजसि

O Purifier, when you move, you encompass these two worlds and all beings with your might; like a bull among herds, you shine forth in splendor.

इममू षु त्वमस्माकं सनिं गायत्रं नव्यांसम् अग्ने देवेषु प्र वोचः

Now, Agni, proclaim for us this new song of praise among the gods, as our companion.

विभक्तासि चित्रभानो सिन्धोरूर्मा उपाक आ सद्यो दाशुषे क्षरसि

You are divided, O radiant one, as the waves of the river; you swiftly flow towards the worshipper, bestowing gifts.

आ नो भज परमेष्वा वाजेषु मध्यमेषु शिक्षा वस्वो अन्तमस्य

Grant us a share in the highest, in the prizes, and teach us in the middle; O giver, in the end as well.

अहमिद्धि पितुष्परि मेधामृतस्य जग्रह अहं सूर्य इवाजनि

Indeed, I have grasped the wisdom of the immortal father; I was born like the sun.

अहं प्रत्नेन जन्मना गिरः शुम्भामि कण्ववत् येनेन्द्रः शुष्ममिद्दधे

With ancient birth, I adorn the hymns like the Kanvas, by which Indra acquired strength.

ये त्वामिन्द्र न तुष्टुवुरृषयो ये च तुष्टुवुः सुष्टुतः

Those sages who did not praise you, Indra, and those who did praise you, you are well praised.

अग्ने विश्वेभिरग्निभिर्जोषि ब्रह्म सहस्कृत ये देवत्रा य आयुषु तेभिर्नो महया गिरः

Agni, be pleased with our prayer, together with all the fires, O mighty one; those who are divine and long-lived, with them exalt our hymns.

प्र स विश्वेभिरग्निभिरग्निः स यस्य वाजिनः तनये तोके अस्मदा सम्यङ्वाजैः परीवृतः

Agni, together with all the fires, advances; he whose offspring are strong, surrounded by us with fitting prizes.

त्वं नो अग्ने अग्निभिर्ब्रह्म यज्ञं च त्वं नो देवतातये रायो दानाय चोदय

Agni, with the fires, inspire us for prayer and sacrifice; urge us to give wealth for the sake of divinity.

त्वे सोम प्रथमा वृक्तबर्हिषो महे वाजाय श्रवसे धियन् दधुः स त्वं नो वीर वीर्याय चोदय

In you, Soma, the first ones placed the sacred grass for great prize and fame; so you, hero, urge us to heroism.

अभ्यभि हि श्रवसा ततर्दिथोत्सं न कं चिज्जनपानमक्षितम् शर्याभिर्न भरमाणो गभस्त्योः

You have pierced through with fame, like a stream that none can hold back, like a bearer with arrows in his hands.

अजीजनो अमृत मर्त्याय अमृतस्य धर्मन्नमृतस्य चारुणः सदासरो वाजमच्छा सनिष्यदत्

The immortal was born for mortals, according to the law of the immortal and its beauty; always bringing prize, let it be sought.

एन्दुमिन्द्राय सिञ्चत पिबाति सोम्यं मधु प्र राधांसि चोदयते महित्वना

Pour the Soma for Indra; he drinks the honeyed Soma and, by his greatness, urges on the rewards.

उपो हरीणां पतिं राधः पृञ्चन्तमब्रवम् नूनं श्रुधि स्तुवतो अश्व्यस्य

I spoke to the lord of the steeds, who grants rewards; now listen to the praise of the horse.

न ह्याङ्ग पुरा च न जज्ञे वीरतरस्त्वत् न की राया नैवथा न भन्दना

Indeed, O friend, never before nor now has anyone been more heroic than you; neither in wealth, nor in ways, nor in bonds.