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Atharvaveda 20.67

Atharvavedasaṃhitā 20.67

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Sanskrit

20.67.1

vanóti hí sunván kṣáyaṃ párīṇasaḥ sunvānó hí ṣmā yájaty áva dvíṣo devā́nām áva dvíṣaḥ |
sunvāná ít siṣāsati sahásrā vājy ávr̥taḥ |
sunvānā́yéndro dadāty ābhúvaṃ rayíṃ dadāty ābhúvam ||1||

The pourer of oblations gains the home of wealth pouring his gift conciliates hostilities, yea, the hostilities of Gods. Pouring he strives, unchecked and strong, to win him riches thousandfold. Indra gives lasting wealth to him who pours forth gifts; yea, wealth he gives that long shall last.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.67.2

mó ṣú vo asmád abhí tā́ni páuṃsyā sánā bhūvan dyumnā́ni mótá jāriṣur asmát purótá jāriṣuḥ |
yád vaś citráṃ yugéyuge návyaṃ ghóṣād ámartyam |
asmā́su tán maruto yác ca duṣṭáraṃ didhr̥tā́ yác ca duṣṭáram ||2||

Ne'er may those manly deeds of yours for us grow old, never may your bright glories fall into decay, never before your time decay. What deed of yours, new every age, wondrous, surpassing man,. rings forth, Whatever, Maruts may be difficult to gain grant us whate'er is hard to win.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.67.3

agníṃ hótāram manye dā́svantaṃ vásuṃ sūnúṃ sáhaso jātávedasaṃ vípraṃ ná jātávedasam |
yá ūrdhváyā svadhvaró devó devā́cyā kr̥pā́ |
ghr̥tásya víbhrāṣṭim ánu vaṣṭi śocíṣājúhvānasya sarpíṣaḥ ||3||

I think on Agni, Hotar, the munificent, the gracious Son of strength, who knoweth all that live, as holy Sage who knoweth all. Lord of fair rites, a God with form erected turning to the Gods. He, when the flame hath sprung forth from the holy oil, the offered fatness, longeth for it with his glow.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.67.4

yajñáiḥ sáṃmiślāḥ pŕ̥ṣatībhir r̥ṣṭíbhir yā́maṃ chubhrā́so añjíṣu priyā́ utá |
āsádyā barhír bharatasya sūnavaḥ potrā́d ā́ sómaṃ pibatā divo naraḥ ||4||

Busied with sacrifice, with spotted deer and spears, gleaming. upon your way with ornaments, yea, our friends, Sitting on sacred grass, ye sons of Bharata, drink Soma from the Potar's bowl, O Men of heaven.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.67.5

ā́ vakṣi devā́m̐ ihá vipra yákṣi cośán hotar ní ṣadā yóniṣu triṣú |
práti vīhi prásthitaṃ somyáṃ mádhu píbā́gnīdhrāt táva bhāgásya tr̥sṇuhi ||5||

Bring the Gods hither, Sage, and offer sacrifice. At the three altars seat thee willingly.O Priest. Accept for thy delight the proffered Soma mead: drink from the Kindler's bowl and sate thee with thy share.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.67.6

eṣá syá te tanvò nr̥mṇavárdhanaḥ sáha ójaḥ pradívi bāhvór hitáḥ |
túbhyaṃ sutó maghavan túbhyam ā́bhr̥tas tvám asya brā́hmaṇād ā́ tr̥pát piba ||6||

This is the strengthener of thy body's manly might: strength,. victory for all time are laid within thine arms. Pressed for thee, Maghavan, it is offered unto thee: drink from the chalice of this Brāhman, drink thy fill.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.67.7

yám u pū́rvam áhuve tám idáṃ huve séd u hávyo dadír yó nā́ma pátyate |
adhvaryúbhiḥ prásthitaṃ somyáṃ mádhu potrā́t sómaṃ draviṇodaḥ píba r̥túbhiḥ ||7||

Him whom of old I called on, him I call on now. He is to be invoked: his name is He who Gives. Here brought by priests in Soma mead. Granter of Wealth, drink Soma with the Seasons from the Hotar's Cup.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

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