Sama Veda

महि त्रीणामवरस्तु द्युक्षं मित्रस्यार्यम्णः दुराधर्षं वरुणस्य

Great is the shelter of the three—of Mitra, Aryaman, and the unconquerable Varuṇa.

त्वावतः पुरूवसो वयमिन्द्र प्रणेतः स्मसि स्थातर्हरीणाम्

With your help, O Indra, much-invoked leader, we are the guides and upholders of the chariots.

तृतीय प्रथमो ऽर्धः उत्त्वा मन्दन्तु सोमाः कृणुष्व राधो अद्रिवः अव ब्रह्मद्विषो जहि

The third, the first portion—may the Somas gladden you; grant us wealth, O stone-armed one, and strike down the haters of prayer.

गिर्वणः पाहि नः सुतं मधोर्धाराभिरज्यसे इन्द्र त्वादातमिद्यशः

O song-loving Indra, protect our pressed Soma; you are delighted by streams of sweetness, and from you comes renowned glory.

सदा व इन्द्रश्चर्कृषदा उपो नु स सपर्यन् न देवो वृतः शूर इन्द्रः

Indra is always to be praised; no god who is worshipped turns away from him, the heroic Indra.

आ त्वा विशन्त्विन्दवः समुद्रमिव सिन्धवः न त्वामिन्द्राति रिच्यते

To you, Indra, the drops flow together like rivers to the ocean; no one surpasses you, Indra.

इन्द्रमिद्गाथिनो बृहदिन्द्रमर्केभिरर्किणः इन्द्रं वाणीरनूषत

The singers chant only Indra, the mighty; with hymns they praise Indra, and the voices call upon Indra.

इन्द्र इषे ददातु न ऋभुक्षणमृभुं रयिम् वाजी ददातु वाजिनम्

May Indra grant us strength and the wealth of the Ribhus; may the mighty one bestow upon us vigor and the power to strive.

इन्द्रो अङ्ग महद्भयमभी षदप चुच्यवत् स हि स्थिरो विचर्षणिः

Indeed, Indra, let him dispel great fear; for he is steadfast and wise among men.

इमा उ त्वा सुतेसुते नक्षन्ते गिर्वणो गिरः गावो वत्सं न धेनवः

These praises, O singer of the skies, are composed for you; the hymns seek you as cows seek their calf.

इन्द्रा नु पूषणा वयं सख्याय स्वस्तये हुवेम वाजसातये

We call upon Indra and Pūṣan for friendship, for well-being, and for the attainment of strength.

न कि इन्द्र त्वदुत्तरं न ज्यायो अस्ति वृत्रहन् न क्येवं यथा त्वम्

O Indra, there is none superior or greater than you, slayer of Vṛtra; none is like you.

तरणिं वो जनानां त्रदं वाजस्य गोमतः समानमु प्र शंसिषम्

I praise the swift one among people, the giver of wealth and cattle, the equal of all.

असृग्रमिन्द्र ते गिरः प्रति त्वामुदहासत सजोषा वृषभं पतिम्

I have poured forth my hymns to you, Indra; they rise to you, the mighty bull, the lord, in harmony.

सुनीथो घा स मर्त्यो यं मरुतो यमर्यमा मित्रास्पान्त्यद्रुहः

That mortal is well-guided whom the Maruts, Aryaman, and Mitra, who do no harm, support.

यद्वीडाविन्द्र यत्स्थिरे यत्पर्शाने पराभृतम् वसु स्पार्हं तदा भर

Whatever, Indra, is hidden, firm, or concealed, whatever precious wealth is withheld, bring that to us.

श्रुतं वो वृत्रहन्तमं प्र चर्षणीनाम् आशिषे राधसे महे

We have heard of your most renowned deed, O slayer of Vṛtra, for the benefit and greatness of the people.

अरं त इन्द्र श्रवसे गमेम शूर त्वावतः अरं शक्र परेमणि

May we, O Indra, reach fame through your help, O hero; may we, O mighty one, attain the highest goal.

धानावन्तं करम्भिणमपूपवन्तमुक्थिनम् इन्द्र प्रातर्जुषस्व नः

Accept from us, Indra, in the morning, the offerings of grain, cakes, and hymns.

अपां फेनेन नमुचेः शिर इन्द्रोदवर्तयः विश्वा यदजय स्पृधः

Indra struck off Namuci's head with the foam of water, when he conquered all the contests.

इमे त इन्द्र सोमाः सुतासो ये च सोत्वाः तेषां मत्स्व प्रभूवसो

These Soma juices, O Indra, are pressed for you, and those yet to be pressed; delight in them, O mighty one.

तुभ्यं सुतासः सोमाः स्तीर्णं बर्हिर्विभावसो स्तोतृभ्य इन्द्र मृडय

For you, O Indra, the Soma juices are poured, the radiant seat is spread; be gracious to the singers.

आ व इन्द्र कृविं यथा वाजयन्तः शतक्रतुम् मंहिष्ठं सिञ्च इन्दुभिः

Come, Indra, as they pour the Soma, bestower of a hundred powers; let them sprinkle the greatest one with the juices.

अतश्चिदिन्द्र न उपा याहि शतवाजया इषा सहस्रवाजया

From here, Indra, come to us with a hundredfold strength, with desired gifts, with a thousandfold might.

आ बुन्दं वृत्रहा ददे जातः पृच्छद्वि मातरम् क उग्राः के ह शृण्विरे

The slayer of Vṛtra gave the drop; when born, he asked his mother; who are the fierce ones, who hear?

बृबदुक्थं हवामहे सृप्रकरस्नमूतये साधः कृण्वन्तमवसे

We invoke the mighty hymn, flowing with praise, for the sake of aid, accomplishing the work for support.

ऋजुनीती नो वरुणो मित्रो नयति विद्वान् अर्यमा देवैः सजोषाः

Varuṇa, Mitra, and Aryaman, wise and united with the gods, lead us with upright guidance.

दूरादिहेव यत्सतो ऽरुणप्सुरशिश्वितत् वि भानुं विश्वथातनत्

From afar, as if from the distance, the radiant one, ever youthful, spreads his light in all directions.

आ नो मित्रावरुणा घृतैर्गव्यूतिमुक्षतम् मध्वा रजांसि सुक्रतू

Mitra and Varuṇa, with clarified butter, release for us the cattle-rich abundance; with honey, O skillful ones, the realms.