Sama Veda

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.

अ अभि प्र वः सुराधसमिन्द्रमर्च यथा विदे च् यो जरितृभ्यो मघवा पुरूवसुः सहस्रेणेव शिक्षति

Now, as is known, praise Indra, the bestower of riches, who, for the singers, Maghavan, the generous, grants gifts as if by the thousand.

अ शतानीकेव प्र जिगाति धृष्णुया हन्ति वृत्राणि दाशुषे च् गिरेरिव प्र रसा अस्य पिन्विरे दत्राणि पुरुभोजसः

Like a leader with a hundred armies, he advances with might, striking down obstacles for the worshipper; his abundant gifts flow forth like streams from a mountain.

अ त्वामिदा ह्यो नरो ऽपीप्यन्वज्रिन्भूर्णयः च् स इन्द्र स्तोमवाहस इह श्रुध्युप स्वसरमा गहि

To you, O Indra, men have long poured out their offerings, O wielder of the bolt; so, Indra, who is carried by hymns, hear us here—come to your own kin.

अ मत्स्वा सुशिप्रिन्हरिवस्तमीमहे त्वया भूषन्ति वेधसः च् तव श्रवांस्युपमान्युक्थ्य सुतेष्विन्द्र गिर्वणः

Rejoice, O beautiful-nosed, tawny one; we seek you—by you the wise are adorned. Your renowned, praiseworthy glories, O Indra, are manifest in the pressings, O singer to the gods.

अ यस्ते मदो वरेण्यस्तेना पवस्वान्धसा च् देवावीरघशंसहा

With that most excellent exhilaration of yours, flow forth with the pressed Soma, O god, O heroic one, destroyer of evil speech.

अ जघ्निर्वृत्रममित्रियं सस्निर्वाजं दिवेदिवे च् गोषातिरश्वसा असि

You slew Vṛtra, the enemy, you won the prize day by day; you are the winner of cows, the winner of horses.

अ सम्मिश्लो अरुषो भुवः सूपस्थाभिर्न धेनुभि च् सीदं च्छ्येनो न योनिमा

You have become mingled, ruddy, with the nourishing ones like cows at the stall; you have settled, like a falcon in its nest.

अ अयं पूषा रयिर्भगः सोमः पुनानो अर्षति च् पतिर्विश्वस्य भूमनो व्यख्यद्रोदसी उभे

This Pūṣan is wealth, fortune; Soma, being purified, flows forth. The lord of all abundance has revealed both heaven and earth.

अ समु प्रिया अनूषत गावो मदाय घृष्वयः च् सोमासः कृण्वते पथः पवमानास इन्दवः

Together the beloved, eager cows have hastened for exhilaration; the purifying Somas, the drops, make their way, creating a path.

अ य ओजिष्ठस्तमा भर पवमान श्रवाय्यम् च् यः पञ्च चर्षणीरभि रयिं येन वनामहे

Bring us the most vigorous glory, O purifying one, that which surpasses all; with which we may conquer riches among the five peoples.