Sama Veda

उरुव्यचसे महिने सुवृक्तिमिन्द्राय ब्रह्म जनयन्त विप्राः तस्य व्रतानि न मिनन्ति धीराः

To the broad-minded, the mighty, the sages generate beautiful praise for Indra. The wise do not transgress his commands.

इन्द्रं वाणीरनुत्तमन्युमेव सत्रा राजानं दधिरे सहध्यै हर्यश्वाय बर्हया समापीन्

The hymns have placed Indra, the unconquerable in spirit, the king, together with the other kings, for companionship, for the tawny-horsed one, with the sacrificial grass, in union.

यदिन्द्र यावतस्त्वमेतावदहमीशीय स्तोतारमिद्दधिषे रदावसो न पापत्वाय रंसिषम्

O Indra, as far as you are, so far may I be master; I have placed the singer in your care for gifts, not for harm.

शिक्षेयमिन्महयते दिवेदिवे राय आ कुहचिद्विदे न हि त्वदन्यन्मघवन्न आप्यं वस्यो अस्ति पिता च न

I would learn, O generous one, to honor you day by day, wherever I may be. For apart from you, Maghavan, there is no other source of wealth, nor even a father.

श्रुधी हवं विपिपानस्याद्रेर्बोधा विप्रस्यार्चतो मनीषाम् कृष्वा दुवांस्यन्तमा सचेमा

Hear the call of the one who pours, O mountain-dweller; perceive the thought of the inspired one who chants. Grant us your favor, so that we may be joined with you.

न ते गिरो अपि मृष्ये तुरस्य न सुष्टुतिमसुर्यस्य विद्वान् सदा ते नाम स्वयशो विवक्मि

I do not reject your words, O mighty one, nor the praise of the powerful Asura, being wise. I always proclaim your name and your own glory.

भूरि हि ते सवना मानुषेषु भूरि मनीषी हवते त्वामित् मारे अस्मन्मघवञ्ज्योक्कः

For you have many offerings among men; many inspired ones invoke you. Do not let us, O Maghavan, be deprived of your favor.

प्रो ष्वस्मै पुरोरथमिन्द्राय शूषमर्चत अभीके चिदु लोककृत्सङ्गे समत्सु वृत्रह अस्माकं बोधि चोदिता नभन्तामन्यकेषां ज्याका अधि धन्वसु

Raise a shout for Indra, the foremost in battle, even from afar. In every gathering, in every contest, O Vritra-slayer, be mindful of us when urged. Let the bows of others be broken on the battlefield.

त्वं सिन्धूंरवासृजो ऽधराचो अहन्नहिम् अशत्रुरिन्द्र जज्ञिषे विश्वं पुष्यसि वार्यम् तं त्वा परि ष्वजामहे नभन्तामन्यकेषां ज्याका अधि धन्वसु

You released the rivers, O Indra, and struck down the low ones; you shattered the frost. You are unconquered, O Indra, born for victory. You grant all desirable things. We embrace you; let the bows of others be broken on the battlefield.

वि षु विश्वा अरातयो ऽर्यो नशन्त नो धियः अस्तासि शत्रवे वधं यो न इन्द्र जिघांसति या ते रातिर्ददिवसु नभन्तामन्यकेषां ज्याका अधि धन्वसु

Let all hostile powers be scattered far, as enemies vanish, and may our thoughts remain firm; Indra, bring destruction to the foe who seeks to harm us. May your gift, O generous one, surpass those of others; may your bowstring be drawn on the field of battle.

रेवां इद्रेवत स्तोता स्यात्त्वावतो मघोनः प्रेदु हरिवः सुतस्य

May the praiser, endowed with wealth, become prosperous through you, O bountiful one; come swiftly, O Indra, to the pressed Soma.

उक्थं च न शस्यमानं नागो रयिरा चिकेत न गायत्रं गीयमानम्

Neither the hymn being recited nor the wealth being praised escapes your notice, nor the song being sung, O Indra.

मा न इन्द्र पीयत्नवे मा परा दाः शिक्षा शचीवः शचीभिः

Do not, O Indra, let us fall into weakness or give us over to others; grant us strength with your powers.

एन्द्र याहि हरिभिरुप कण्वस्य सुष्टुतिम् दिवो अमुष्य शासतो दिवं यय दिवावसो

Indra, come with your steeds to the praise of Kanva; ascend to the heaven of him who commands, to the heaven where you dwell by day.

अत्रा वि नेमिरेषामुरां न धूनुते वृकः दिवो अमुष्य शासतो दिवं यय दिवावसो

Here, the wheels of their chariots do not break, nor does the wolf shake them; ascend to the heaven of him who commands, to the heaven where you dwell by day.

आ त्वा ग्रावा वदनीह सोमी घोषेण वक्षतु दिवो अमुष्य शासतो दिवं यय दिवावसो

Here, let the stone speak to you, O Soma-drinker, let it call out with sound; ascend to the heaven of him who commands, to the heaven where you dwell by day.

पवस्व सोम मन्दयन्निन्द्राय मधुमत्तमः

Flow, Soma, delighting Indra, most sweet with honey.

ते सुतासो विपश्चितः शुक्रा वायुमसृक्षत

Those pressed juices, full of wisdom, bright, have flowed to Vayu.

असृग्रं देववीतये वाजयन्तो रथा इव

They have flowed for the gods’ favor, racing like chariots.

अग्निं होतारं मन्ये दास्वन्तं वसोः सूनुं सहसो जातवेदसं विप्रं न जातवेदसम् य ऊर्ध्वरो स्वध्वरो देवो देवाच्या कृपा घृतस्य विभ्राष्टिमनु शुक्रशोचिष आजुह्वानस्य सर्पिषः

I consider Agni the Hotar, the generous, the son of strength, the all-knower, the inspired one, the all-knower; who stands upright, self-ordained, a god worthy of worship, following the stream of ghee, with bright flames, accepting the clarified butter.

यजिष्ठं त्वा यजमाना हुवेम ज्येष्ठमङ्गिरसां विप्र मन्मभिर्विप्रेभिः शुक्रमन्मभिः परिज्मानमिव द्यां होतारं चर्षणीनाम् शोचिष्केशं वृषणं यमिमा विशः प्रावन्तु जूतये विशः

We call upon you, most fit for sacrifice, O Agni, the greatest of the Angirases, with our thoughts, with the thoughts of the inspired; like the sky encompassing all, the Hotar of peoples, with shining hair, the mighty one whom the clans support for guidance.

स हि पुरू चिदोजसा विरुक्मता दीद्यानो भवति द्रुहन्तरः परशुर्न द्रुहन्तरः वीडु चिद्यस्य समृतौ श्रुवद्वनेव यत्स्थिरम् निष्षहमाणो यमते नायते धन्वासहा नायते

For he, even with much strength, shines resplendent, far from deceit, like an axe far from deceit; even what is firmly fixed in his assembly, he hears as in the forest, and, enduring, he measures and leads, unconquered in battle.

नवम द्वितीयो ऽर्धः अग्ने तव श्रवो वयो महि भ्राजन्ते अर्चयो विभावसो बृहद्भानो शवसा वाजमुक्थ्यं दधासि दाशुषे कवे

O Agni, your fame and vigor are ever new and great; your radiant flames shine forth, O brilliant one; with your might you grant the praiseworthy prize to the worshiper, O sage.

पावकवर्चाः शुक्रवर्चा अनूनवर्चा उदियर्षि भानुना पुत्रो मातरा विचरन्नुपावसि पृणक्षि रोदसी उभे

Radiant in splendor, pure in brightness, never lacking in light, you rise with your beam; as a son moving between mother and father, you fill both the worlds.

ऊर्जो नपाज्जातवेदः सुशस्तिभिर्मन्दस्व धीतिभिर्हितः त्वे इषः सं दधुर्भूरिवर्पसश्चित्रोतयो वामजाताः

O Jātavedas, offspring of strength, rejoice in our well-wishes; established by our thoughts, they have bestowed riches upon you, of great form, wondrously born.

इरज्यन्नग्ने प्रथयस्व जन्तुभिरस्मे रायो अमर्त्य स दर्शतस्य वपुषो वि राजसि पृणक्षि दर्शतं क्रतुम्

Shining, O Agni, make yourself manifest among beings; grant us, O immortal, wealth. You shine with the form of the visible, you fill us with the visible power of insight.

इष्कर्त्तारमध्वरस्य प्रचेतसं क्षयन्तं राधसो महः रातिं वामस्य सुभगां महीमिषं दधासि सानसिं रयिम्

You are the maker of the sacrifice, wise, sustaining great gifts; you bestow the generous, fortunate bounty, abundant food, and enduring wealth.

ऋतावानं महिषं विश्वदर्शतमग्निं सुम्नाय दधिरे पुरो जनाः श्रुत्कर्णं सप्रथस्तमं त्वा गिरा दैव्यं मानुषा युगा

The people of old placed the bull, Agni, who sees all, in harmony, for favor; they set you, the most renowned, the most widely praised, the divine one, with their voices, O Agni, through all human ages.

प्र सो अग्ने तवोतिभिः सुविराभिस्तरति वाजकर्मभिः यस्य त्वं सख्यमाविथ

O Agni, with your help and heroic strength, one crosses over with deeds of valor; you have fostered friendship with him.