Sama Veda

अ वृष्णस्ते वृष्ण्यं शवो वृषा वनं वृषा सुतः च् स त्वं वृषन्वृषेदसि

Your heroic power is mighty, your might is vigorous, your pressed juice is mighty; thus, you are truly the mighty among the mighty.

अ अश्वो न चक्रदो वृषा सं गा इन्दो समर्वतः च् वि नो राये दुरो वृधि

Like a chariot-horse, strong, you rush together with the swift; O Soma, increase our wealth from afar.

अ वृषा ह्यसि भानुना द्युमन्तं त्वा हवामहे च् पवमान स्वर्दृशम्

For you are indeed radiant with light; we call upon you, shining one, O purified one, who sees the sun.

अ यदद्भिः परिशिच्यसे मर्मृज्यमान आयुभिः च् द्रोणे सधस्थमश्नुषे

When you are sprinkled with waters, purified by the lifespans, you reach the sacred seat in the vessel.

अ आ पवस्व सुवीर्यं मन्दमानः स्वायुध च् इहो ष्विन्दवा गहि

Flow forth for heroic strength, delighting, with your own weapons; come here, O Soma, with the streams.

अ पवमानस्य ते वयं पवित्रमभ्युन्दतः च् सखित्वमा वृणीमहे

As you, O Purifier, rise through the filter, we choose your friendship.

अ ये ते पवित्रमूर्मयो ऽभिक्षरन्ति धारया च् तेभिर्नः सोम मृडय

Those streams of yours, O Soma, which flow through the filter—grant us happiness through them.

अ स नः पुनान आ भर रयिं वीरवतीमिषम् च् ईशानः सोम विश्वतः

O Purifier, bring us wealth, food with heroes, O Soma, ruling over all.

अ अग्निं दूतं वृणीमहे होतारं विश्ववेदसम् च् अस्य यज्ञस्य सुक्रतुम्

We choose Agni as messenger, the priest who knows all, of good counsel for this sacrifice.

अ अग्निमग्निं हवीमभिः सदा हवन्त विश्पतिम् च् हव्यवाहं पुरुप्रियम्

Agni, Agni, with offerings ever do the clans call you, lord of the people, bearer of oblations, much beloved.

अ अग्ने देवां इहा वह जज्ञानो वृक्तबर्हिषे च् असि होता न ईड्यः

O Agni, bring here the gods, you who are born on the sacred grass; you are the priest, worthy of praise.

अ मित्रं वयं हवामहे वरुणं सोमपीतये च् य जाता पूतदक्षसा

We call upon Mitra and Varuṇa, for the drinking of Soma, both born with purified insight.

अ ऋतेन यावृतावृधावृतस्य ज्योतिषस्पती च् ता मित्रावरुणा हुवे

By truth, you both uphold the order, lords of the light of truth; these Mitra and Varuṇa I invoke.

अ वरुणः प्राविता भुवन्मित्रो विश्वाभिरूतिभिः च् करतां नः सुराधसः

Let Varuṇa, the protector, and Mitra, with all their aids, grant us their gracious favor.

अ इन्द्रमिद्गाथिनो बृहदिन्द्रमर्केभिरर्किणः च् इन्द्रं वाणीरनूषत

To Indra, the singers raise their song; with hymns, the chanters praise Indra, and voices call upon Indra.

अ इन्द्र इद्धर्योः सचा सम्मिश्ल आ वचोयुजा च् इन्द्रो वज्री हिरण्ययः

Indra, together with the two fires, joined in purpose, yoked with speech, Indra the wielder of the golden thunderbolt.

अ इन्द्र वाजेषु नो ऽव सहस्रप्रधनेषु च च् उग्र उग्राभिरूतिभिः

Indra, protect us in contests and in battles for a thousandfold prize, O mighty one, with your mighty aids.

अ इन्द्रो दीर्धाय चक्षस आ सूर्यं रोहयद्दिवि च् वि गोभिरद्रिमैरयत्

Indra, for far-seeing vision, made the sun rise in the sky; with rays he broke the mountain apart.

अ इन्द्रे अग्ना नमो बृहत्सुवृक्तिमेरयामहे च् धिया धेना अवस्यवः

To Indra and Agni, we offer great reverence with splendid praise; with thought, like cows, seeking help.

अ ता हि शश्वन्त ईडत इत्था विप्रास ऊतये च् सबाधो वाजसातये

For these, indeed, the wise ever praise in this way for help, for the winning of strength in battle.

अ ता वां गीर्भिर्विपन्युवः प्रयस्वन्तो हवामहे च् मेधसाता सनिष्यवः

You two, with eloquent words, eager, we call; seeking wisdom, we desire your gifts.

अ वृषा पवस्व धारया मरुत्वते च मत्सरः च् दिश्वा दधान ओजसा

O strong one, flow forth with your stream, exhilarating for the Maruts; grant us, bearing strength, your gift.

अ तं त्वा धर्त्तारमोण्योः पवमान स्वर्दृशम् च् हिन्वे वाजेषु वाजिनम्

You, purifier, supporter of the two strong ones, seer of the sun, I urge on in contests, swift in battle.

अ अया चित्तो विपानया हरिः पवस्व धारया च् युजं वाजेषु चोदय

With this pure filter, O tawny one, flow forth with your stream; urge your yoked one in the contests.

अ वृषा शोणो अभिकनिक्रदद्गा नदयन्नेषि पृथिवीमुत द्याम् च् इन्द्रस्येव वग्नुरा शृण्व आजौ प्रचोदयन्नर्षसि वाचमेमाम्

The strong, red one, loudly bellowing, you set earth and sky to resound; like Indra's fire, hear this my speech, urging on in the contest.

अ रसाय्यः पयसा पिन्वमान ईरयन्नेषि मधुमन्तमंशुम् च् पवमान सन्तनिमेषि कृण्वन्निन्द्राय सोम परिषिच्यमानः

Rich in sap, swelling with juice, you flow, sending forth the sweetest draught; O purifier, you make the stream for Indra, Soma, being poured out.

अ एवा पवस्व मदिरो मदायोदग्राभस्य नमयन्वधस्नुम् च् परि वर्णं भरमाणो रुशन्तं गव्युर्नो अर्ष परि सोम सिक्तः

So flow, exhilarating one, for intoxication, bowing down the hostile, bearing your shining form around, like cows, Soma, flow around, sprinkled.

अ त्वामिद्धि हवामहे सातौ वाजस्य कारवः च् त्वां वृत्रेष्विन्द्र सत्पतिं नरस्त्वां काष्ठास्वर्वतः

It is you whom we invoke, O Indra, for the prize of strength, O lord of men; in battles, O Indra, the true lord, men call upon you from every side.

अ स त्वं नश्चित्र वज्रहस्त धृष्णुया मह स्तवानो अद्रिवः च् गामश्वं रथ्यमिन्द्र सं किर सत्रा वाजं न जिग्युषे

So you, O wondrous one, thunderbolt in hand, praised with might, stone-wielder, scatter for us cattle, horses, and chariots, O Indra; grant us strength for victory in every contest.