Sama Veda

इन्द्राग्नी नवतिं पुरो दासपत्नीरधूनुतम् साकमेकेन कर्मणा

Indra and Agni, you shook down ninety forts of the Dāsa women, together, with a single deed.

उप त्वा रण्वसन्दृशं प्रयस्वन्तः सहस्कृत अग्ने ससृज्महे गिरः

To you, whose form is radiant, we send forth our songs, O Agni, full of energy and power.

उप च्छायामिव घृणेरगन्म शर्म ते वयम् अग्ने हिरण्यसन्दृशः

We have come to your shelter as to the shade of the sun, O Agni, whose form is golden, for your protection.

य उग्र इव शर्यहा तिग्मशृङ्गो न वंसगः अग्ने पुरो रुरोजिथ

Like a fierce archer, with sharp horns like a bull, O Agni, you have shattered the forts.

ऋतावानं वैश्वानरमृतस्य ज्योतिषस्पतिम् अजस्रं घर्ममीमहे

We seek Viśvānar Agni, lord of truth and light, the unceasing heat, for the ritual.

य इदं प्रतिपप्रथे यज्ञस्य स्वरुत्तिरन् ऋतूनुत्सृजते वशी

He who has spread this sacrifice, the highest light of the ritual, releases the seasons at will.

अग्निः प्रियेषु धामसु कामो भूतस्य भव्यस्य सभ्राडेको वि राजति

Agni, in beloved abodes, the desire of what has been and what will be, shines alone in splendor with his kin.

आष्टम तृतीयो ऽर्धः अग्निः प्रत्नेन जन्मना शुम्भानस्तन्वां स्वाम् कविर्विप्रेण ववृधे

The third eighth part—Agni, with ancient birth, shining with his own form, has grown through the poet’s wisdom.

ऊर्ज्जो नपातमा हुवे ऽग्निं पावकशोचिषम् अस्मिन्यज्ञे स्वध्वरे

I call upon Agni, descendant of strength, with pure flames, in this sacrifice, in this sacred rite.

स नो मित्रमहस्त्वमग्ने शुक्रेण शोचिषा देवैरा सत्सि बर्हिषि

May you, O Agni, of great might, be our friend; with your bright flame, sit here on the sacred grass together with the gods.

उत्ते शुष्मासो अस्थू रक्षो भिन्दन्तो अद्रिवः नुदस्व याः परिस्पृधः

Let your powers rise up, breaking the demon, O stone-splitter; drive away all those who oppose us.

अया निजघ्निरोजसा रथसङ्गे धने हिते स्तवा अबिभ्युषा हृदा

With this strength, you have struck down enemies at the meeting of chariots, at the prize; praise him who, with fearless heart, has protected us.

अस्य व्रतानि नाधृषे पवमानस्य दूढ्या रुज यस्त्वा पृतन्यति

No one can withstand the laws of this flowing one; break apart the one who challenges you in battle.

तं हिन्वन्ति मदच्युतं हरिं नदीषु वाजिनम् इन्दुमिन्द्राय मत्सरम्

They urge on the exhilarating, golden one, the swift horse among the rivers, the drop, eager for Indra, full of desire.

आ मन्द्रैरिन्द्र हरिभिर्याहि मयूररोमभिः मा त्वा के चिन्नि येमुरिन्न पाशिनो ऽति धन्वेव तां इहि

Come, Indra, with your splendid horses adorned with peacock feathers; let no one, not even the binders, restrain you—come here as an archer overcomes the target.

वृत्रखादो वलं रुजः पुरां दर्मो अपामजः स्थाता रथस्य हर्योरभिस्वर इन्द्रो दृढा चिदारुजः

You, destroyer of Vṛtra, break the enclosure, shatter the strongholds, born of water, charioteer of the bay steeds; Indra, you have broken even the firm ones.

गम्भीरां उदधींरिव क्रतुं पुष्यसि गा इव प्र सुगोपा यवसं धेनवो यथा ह्रदं कुल्या इवाशत

You foster deep resolve like the ocean; like cows, you grant rich pasture; as rivers flow to a lake, so do you gather abundance.

यथा गौरो अपा कृतं तृष्यन्नेत्यवेरिणम् आपित्वे नः प्रपित्वे तूयमा गहि कण्वेषु सु सचा पिब

As a bull, thirsty, comes to water, not turning away, so come to us, to our ancestors and to us; join the Kanvas, drink with us.

मन्दन्तु त्वा मघवन्निन्द्रेन्दवो राधोदेयाय सुन्वते आमुष्या सोममपिबश्चमू सुतं ज्येष्ठं तद्दधिषे सहः

Let the pressed Somas delight you, generous Indra, for the one who offers gifts; you drank the Soma of that one, the best, in the bowl, and took the strength.

त्वमङ्ग प्र शुंसिषो देवः शविष्ठ मर्त्यम् न त्वदन्यो मघवन्नस्ति मर्डितेन्द्र ब्रवीमि ते वचः

You alone, O god of great might, are praised; no one else but you, generous Indra, is the helper of mortals—I speak these words to you.

मा ते राधांसि मा त ऊतयो वसो ऽस्मान्कदा चना दभन् विश्वा च न उपमिमीहि मानुष वसूनि चर्षणिभ्य आ

May your gifts and your aid never fail us, O generous one; let them never be diminished for us—measure out all human treasures for the peoples.

प्रति ष्या सूनरी जनी व्युच्छन्ती परि स्वसुः दिवो अदर्शि दुहिता

The shining daughter of heaven is seen, rising and spreading, as the sun's sister.

अश्वेव चित्रारुषी माता गवामृतावरी सखा भूदश्विनोरुषाः

Like a bright, red horse, the mother of cows, rich in milk, the Dawn has become the friend of the Aśvins.

उत सखास्यश्विनोरुत माता गवामसि उतोषो वस्व ईशिषे

She is the friend of the Aśvins, the mother of cows, and Dawn, you are the mistress of wealth.

एषो उषा अपूर्व्य व्युच्छति प्रिया दिवः स्तुषे वामश्विना बृहत्

This new Dawn shines forth, beloved of heaven; I praise you, great Aśvins, for your beauty.

या दस्रा सिन्धुमातरा मनोतरा रयीणाम् धिया देवा वसुविदा

You two wondrous ones, mothers of the river, bestowers of wealth, wise gods, knowers of riches through intelligence.

वच्यन्ते वां ककुहासो जूर्णायामधि विष्टपि यद्वां रथो विभिष्पतात्

Your praises are spoken, your songs resound on the broad earth; may your chariot, O Aśvins, come with abundance.

उषस्तच्चित्रमा भरास्मभ्यं वाजिनीवति येन तोकं च तनयं च धामहे

O Dawn, bring us that splendid wealth, endowed with swift horses, by which we may sustain both offspring and descendants.

उषो अद्येह गोमत्यश्वावति विभावरि रेवदस्मे व्युच्छ सूनृतावति

Dawn, come today to us here, in this place rich in cattle and horses; shine forth for us, bestowing glory and truthfulness.