Sama Veda

वस्यां इन्द्रासि मे पितुरुत भ्रातुरभुञ्जतः माता च मे छदयथः समा वसो वसुत्वनाय राधसे

You are the wealth, Indra, of my father and also of my brother who partakes; my mother too you shelter, O treasure-lord, for the sake of wealth and favor.

चतुर्थ प्रथमो ऽर्धः इम इन्द्राय सुन्विरे सोमासो दध्याशिरः तां आ मदाय वज्रहस्त पीतये हरिभ्यां याह्योक आ

The fourth, the first portion, these pressed Somas are for Indra, with curds and clarified butter; come for that exhilaration, O thunder-handed, to drink with your two bays, come to the home.

इम इन्द्र मदाय ते सोमाश्चिकित्र उकिथनः मधोः पपान उप नो गिरः शृणु रास्व स्तोत्राय गिर्वणः

These Somas, O Indra, are for your exhilaration, famous and praised; having drunk the sweetness, hear our songs, accept the praise, O singer-loving one.

आ त्वाद्य सबर्दुघां हुवे गायत्रवेपसम् इन्द्रं धेनुं सुदुघामन्यामिषमुरुधारामरङ्कृतम्

Today I call to you, O Indra, the ever-yielding cow, the Gayatri-metered, the well-yielding, abundant in nourishment, adorned, for food.

न त्वा बृहन्तो अद्रयो वरन्त इन्द्र वीडवः यच्छिक्षसि स्तुवते मावते वसु न किष्टदा मिनाति ते

No great rocks, O Indra, can restrain you in your might; whatever you desire for the praiser, no withholder can diminish your wealth.

क ईं वेद सुते सचा पिबन्तं कद्वयो दधे अयं यः पुरो विभिनत्योजसा मन्दानः शिप्र्यन्धसः

Who knows with what pressed Soma he drinks, whom the wise one has set, who, delighting, shatters the forts with his might, the sharp one, with exhilarating drink?

यदिन्द्र शासो अव्रतं च्यावया सदसस्परि अस्माकमंशुं मघवन्पुरुस्पृहं वसव्ये अधि बर्हय

O Indra, shake off lawlessness from the assembly; seat our most desired Soma, O generous one, for the sake of wealth, on the sacred grass.

त्वष्टा नो दैव्यं वचः पर्जन्यो ब्रह्मणस्पतिः पुत्रैर्भ्रातृभिरदितिर्नु पातु नो दुष्टरं त्रामणं वचः

May Tvaṣṭṛ, the divine speech, Parjanya, and Bṛhaspati protect us; may Aditi with sons and brothers guard us, may she save us from difficult, harmful speech.

कदा च न स्तरीरसि नेन्द्र सश्चसि दाशुषे उपोपेन्नु मघवन्भूय इन्नु ते दानं देवस्य पृच्यते

When, O Indra, will you be our companion, when will you be with the worshipper? Let the generous one come near, let your gift, O god, be sought again.

युङ्क्ष्वा हि वृत्रहन्तम हरी इन्द्र परावतः अर्वाचीनो मघवन्त्सोमपीतय उग्र ऋष्वेभिरा गहि

Yoke your two bays, O slayer of Vṛtra, Indra, from afar; come near, generous one, for the drinking of Soma, mighty one, come with the singers.

त्वामिदा ह्यो नरो ऽपीप्यन्वज्रिन्भूर्णयः स इन्द्र स्तोमवाहस इह श्रुध्युप स्वसरमा गहि

Today these men have filled you, O thunderer, with their offerings; O Indra, bearer of praise, listen here, come to your own sister with favor.

प्रत्यु अदर्श्यायत्यूच्छन्ती दुहिता दिवः अपो मही वृणुते चक्षुषा तमो ज्योतिष्कृणोति सूनरि

Now she has appeared, the dawn, the shining daughter of heaven; she chooses the great waters with her sight, the fair one makes darkness into light.

इमा उ वां दिविष्टय उस्रा हवन्ते अश्विना अयं वामह्वे ऽवसे शचीवसू विशंविशं हि गच्छथः

These dawns in heaven call to you, O Aśvins; I too call you for help, lords of power, for you go from clan to clan.

कु ष्ठः को वामश्विना तपानो देवा मर्त्यः घ्नता वामश्मया क्षपमाणोंशुनेत्थमु आदुन्यथा

Who, O Aśvins, is heated, which god or mortal, whom you two strike with your might, or who, guided by you, passes the night unharmed?

अयं वां मधुमत्तमः सुतः सोमो दिविष्टिषु तमश्विना पिबतं तिरो अह्न्यं धत्तं रत्नानि दाशुषे

This, your sweetest Soma, pressed among the dawns, O Aśvins, drink it beyond the day, bestow treasures on the worshipper.

आ त्वा सोमस्य गल्दया सदा याचन्नहं ज्या भूर्णिं मृगं न सवनेषु चुक्रुधं क ईशानं न याचिषत्

Now I, ever seeking, implore you for the draught of Soma—like a bowstring for the arrow, or a beast for the hunt, you have not failed in the offerings; who would not seek the Lord’s favor?

अध्वर्यो द्रावया त्वं सोममिन्द्रः पिपासति उपो नूनं युयुजे वृष्णा हरी आ च जगाम वृत्रहा

O Adhvaryu, press out the Soma, for Indra thirsts; now indeed the mighty one has yoked his two bay steeds and the slayer of Vṛtra has come near.

अभी षतस्तदा भरेन्द्र ज्यायः कनीयसः पुरूवसुर्हि मघवन्बभूविथ भरेभरे च हव्यः

You have always been the stronger, Indra, among the lesser; O generous one, you have become renowned in every contest, and in every battle you are worthy of the offering.

यदिन्द्र यावतस्त्वमेतावदहमीशीय स्तोतारमिद्दधिषे रदावसो न पापत्वाय रंसिषम्

As far as you, Indra, have power, so far may I have mastery; you bestow favor on the singer—granting wealth, never misfortune.

त्वमिन्द्र प्रतूर्तिष्वभि विश्वा असि स्पृधः अशस्तिहा जनिता वृत्रतूरसि त्वं तूर्य तरुष्यतः

You, Indra, in battles, surpass all rivals; destroyer of curses, creator, conqueror of obstacles, you overcome the hostile and the defiant.

प्र यो रिरिक्ष ओजसा दिवः सदोभ्यस्परि न त्वा विव्याच रज इन्द्र पार्थिवमति विश्वं ववक्षिथ

He who, with strength, wished to surpass the seat of heaven—no one has outstripped you, Indra, in the realms of earth; you have embraced all.

असावि देवं गोऋजीकमन्धो न्यस्मिन्निन्द्रो जनुषेमुवोच बोधामसि त्वा हर्यश्व यज्ञैर्बोधा न स्तोममन्धसो मदेषु

The pressed Soma, roaring, has been poured out for the god; Indra declared at his birth: 'We are aware of you, O swift one, through sacrifices—may we know you through hymns and the joy of Soma.'

योनिष्ट इन्द्र सदने अकारि तमा नृभिः पुरूहूत प्र याहि असो यथा नो ऽविता वृधश्चिद्ददो वसूनि ममदश्च सोमैः

Indra, your seat has been established in the home, your yoke set by men; much-invoked one, come as our protector, grant us wealth, and be delighted with the Somas.

अदर्दरुत्समसृजो वि खानि त्वमर्णवान्बद्बधानां अरम्णाः महान्तमिन्द्र पर्वतं वि यद्वः सृजद्धारा अव यद्दानवान्हन्

You shattered, Indra, the enclosure, opened the channels, released the bound rivers; you split the great mountain, and when you struck down the Dānavas, the streams flowed forth.

सुष्वाणास इन्द्र स्तुमसि त्वा सनिष्यन्तश्चित्तुविनृम्ण वाजम् आ नो भर सुवितं यस्य कोना तना त्मना सह्यामा त्वोताः

We, having pressed Soma, praise you, Indra, and, strong in your might, we seek riches; bring us prosperity, so that with your help, by our own strength, we may prevail.

जगृह्मा ते दक्षिणमिन्द्र हस्तं वसूयवो वसुपते वसूनाम् विद्मा हि त्वा गोपतिं शूर गोनामस्मभ्यं चित्रं वृषणं रयिन्दाः

We have grasped your right hand, Indra, desiring wealth—O lord of riches, lord of treasures; for we know you as the herdsman, O hero, grant us splendid, mighty wealth among cattle.

इन्द्रं नरो नेमधिता हवन्ति यत्पार्या युनजते धियस्ताः शूरो नृषाता श्रवसश्च काम आ गोमति व्रजे भजा त्वं नः

Men invoke Indra with their offerings, when they yoke their thoughts to the ritual; O hero, bestower of strength, grant us fame—share with us the cattle-rich prize.

वयः सुपर्णा उप सेदुरिन्द्रं प्रियमेधा ऋषयो नाधमानाः अप ध्वान्तमूर्णुहि पूर्धि चक्षुर्मुमुग्ध्यास्मान्निधयेव बद्धान्

The swift-winged birds, the dear-minded seers, have approached Indra, not failing; drive away the darkness, grant us sight, release us as one unbinds the bound from a hidden place.

नाके सुपर्णमुप यत्पतन्तं हृदा वेनन्तो अभ्यचक्षत त्वा हिरण्यपक्षं वरुणस्य दूतं यमस्य योनौ शकुनं भुरण्युम्

In the sky, as the golden-winged bird flies, the wise have seen you with the heart—messenger of Varuṇa, with golden wings, the bird of Yama’s realm, the swift one.