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Rigveda 1.61

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 1.61

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1.61.1

a̱smā id u̱ pra ta̱vase̍ tu̱rāya̱ prayo̱ na ha̍rmi̱ stoma̱m māhi̍nāya |
ṛcī̍ṣamā̱yādhri̍gava̱ oha̱m indrā̍ya̱ brahmā̍ṇi rā̱tata̍mā ||

EVEN to him, swift, strong and high. exalted, I bring my song of praise as dainty viands, My thought to him resistless, praise-deserving, prayers offered most especially to Indra.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.2

a̱smā id u̱ praya̍ iva̱ pra ya̍ṁsi̱ bharā̍my āṅgū̱ṣam bādhe̍ suvṛ̱kti |
indrā̍ya hṛ̱dā mana̍sā manī̱ṣā pra̱tnāya̱ patye̱ dhiyo̍ marjayanta ||

Praise, like oblation, I present, and utter aloud my song, my fair hymn to the Victor. For Indra, who is Lord of old, the singers have decked their lauds with heart and mind and spirit.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.3

a̱smā id u̱ tyam u̍pa̱maṁ sva̱rṣām bharā̍my āṅgū̱ṣam ā̱sye̍na |
maṁhi̍ṣṭha̱m accho̍ktibhir matī̱nāṁ su̍vṛ̱ktibhi̍ḥ sū̱riṁ vā̍vṛ̱dhadhyai̍ ||

To him then with my lips mine adoration, winning heaven's light, most excellent, I offer, To magnify with songs of invocation and with fair hymns the Lord, most bounteous Giver.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.4

a̱smā id u̱ stoma̱ṁ saṁ hi̍nomi̱ ratha̱ṁ na taṣṭe̍va̱ tatsi̍nāya |
gira̍ś ca̱ girvā̍hase suvṛ̱ktīndrā̍ya viśvami̱nvam medhi̍rāya ||

Even for him I frame a laud, as fashions the wright a chariot for the man who needs it,– Praises to him who gladly hears our praises, a hymn well-formed, all-moving, to wise Indra.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.5

a̱smā id u̱ sapti̍m iva śrava̱syendrā̍yā̱rkaṁ ju̱hvā̱3̱̍ sam a̍ñje |
vī̱raṁ dā̱nauka̍saṁ va̱ndadhyai̍ pu̱rāṁ gū̱rtaśra̍vasaṁ da̱rmāṇa̍m ||

So with my tongue I deck, to please that Indra, my hymn, as 'twere a horse, through love of glory, To reverence the Hero, bounteous Giver, famed far and wide, destroyer of the castles.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.6

a̱smā id u̱ tvaṣṭā̍ takṣa̱d vajra̱ṁ svapa̍stamaṁ sva̱rya1̱̍ṁ raṇā̍ya |
vṛ̱trasya̍ cid vi̱dad yena̱ marma̍ tu̱jann īśā̍nas tuja̱tā ki̍ye̱dhāḥ ||

Even for him hath Tvashṭar forged the thunder, most deftly wrought, celestial, for the battle, Wherewith he reached the vital parts of Vṛitra, striking-the vast, the mighty with the striker.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.7

a̱syed u̍ mā̱tuḥ sava̍neṣu sa̱dyo ma̱haḥ pi̱tum pa̍pi̱vāñ cārv annā̍ |
mu̱ṣā̱yad viṣṇu̍ḥ paca̱taṁ sahī̍yā̱n vidhya̍d varā̱haṁ ti̱ro adri̱m astā̍ ||

As soon as, at libations of his mother, great Vishṇu had drunk up the draught, he plundered. The dainty cates, the cooked mess; but One stronger transfixed the wild boar, shooting through the mountain.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.8

a̱smā id u̱ gnāś ci̍d de̱vapa̍tnī̱r indrā̍yā̱rkam a̍hi̱hatya̍ ūvuḥ |
pari̱ dyāvā̍pṛthi̱vī ja̍bhra u̱rvī nāsya̱ te ma̍hi̱māna̱m pari̍ ṣṭaḥ ||

To him, to Indra, when he slew the Dragon, the Dames, too, Consorts of the Goda, wove praises. The mighty heaven and earth hath he encompassed: thy greatness heaven and earth, combined, exceed not.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.9

a̱syed e̱va pra ri̍rice mahi̱tvaṁ di̱vas pṛ̍thi̱vyāḥ pary a̱ntari̍kṣāt |
sva̱rāḻ indro̱ dama̱ ā vi̱śvagū̍rtaḥ sva̱rir ama̍tro vavakṣe̱ raṇā̍ya ||

Yea, of a truth, his magnitude surpasseth the magnitude of earth, mid-air, and heaven. Indra, approved by all men, self-resplendent, waxed in his home, loud-voiced and strong for battle.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.10

a̱syed e̱va śava̍sā śu̱ṣanta̱ṁ vi vṛ̍śca̱d vajre̍ṇa vṛ̱tram indra̍ḥ |
gā na vrā̱ṇā a̱vanī̍r amuñcad a̱bhi śravo̍ dā̱vane̱ sace̍tāḥ ||

Through his own strength Indra with bolt of thunder cut piece-meal Vṛitra, drier up of waters. He let the floods go free, like cows imprisoned, for glory, with a heart inclined to bounty.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.11

a̱syed u̍ tve̱ṣasā̍ ranta̱ sindha̍va̱ḥ pari̱ yad vajre̍ṇa sī̱m aya̍cchat |
ī̱śā̱na̱kṛd dā̱śuṣe̍ daśa̱syan tu̱rvīta̍ye gā̱dhaṁ tu̱rvaṇi̍ḥ kaḥ ||

The rivers played, through his impetuous splendour, since with his bolt he compassed them on all sides. Using his might and favouring him who worshipped, he made a ford, victorious, for Turvîti.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.12

a̱smā id u̱ pra bha̍rā̱ tūtu̍jāno vṛ̱trāya̱ vajra̱m īśā̍naḥ kiye̱dhāḥ |
gor na parva̱ vi ra̍dā tira̱śceṣya̱nn arṇā̍ṁsy a̱pāṁ ca̱radhyai̍ ||

Vast, with thine ample power, with eager movement, against this Vṛitra cast thy bolt of thunder. Rend thou his joints, as of an ox, dissevered, with bolt oblique, that floods of rain may follow.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.13

a̱syed u̱ pra brū̍hi pū̱rvyāṇi̍ tu̱rasya̱ karmā̍ṇi̱ navya̍ u̱kthaiḥ |
yu̱dhe yad i̍ṣṇā̱na āyu̍dhāny ṛghā̱yamā̍ṇo niri̱ṇāti̱ śatrū̍n ||

Sing with new lauds his exploits wrought aforetime, the deeds of him, yea, him who moveth swiftly, When, hurling forth his weapons in the battle, he with impetuous wrath lays low the foemen.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.14

a̱syed u̍ bhi̱yā gi̱raya̍ś ca dṛ̱ḻhā dyāvā̍ ca̱ bhūmā̍ ja̱nuṣa̍s tujete |
upo̍ ve̱nasya̱ jogu̍vāna o̱ṇiṁ sa̱dyo bhu̍vad vī̱ryā̍ya no̱dhāḥ ||

When he, yea, he, comes forth the firm. Set mountains and the whole heaven and earth, tremble for terror. May Nodhas, ever praising the protection of that dear Friend, gain quickly strength heroic.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.15

a̱smā id u̱ tyad anu̍ dāyy eṣā̱m eko̱ yad va̱vne bhūre̱r īśā̍naḥ |
praita̍śa̱ṁ sūrye̍ paspṛdhā̱naṁ sauva̍śvye̱ suṣvi̍m āva̱d indra̍ḥ ||

Now unto him of these things hath been given what he who rules alone o'er much, electeth. Indra hath helped Etaṣa, Soma-presser, contending in the race of steeds with Sarya.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.61.16

e̱vā te̍ hāriyojanā suvṛ̱ktīndra̱ brahmā̍ṇi̱ gota̍māso akran |
aiṣu̍ vi̱śvape̍śasa̱ṁ dhiya̍ṁ dhāḥ prā̱tar ma̱kṣū dhi̱yāva̍sur jagamyāt ||

Thus to thee, Indra, yoker of Bay Coursers, the Gotamas have brought their prayers to please thee. Bestow upon them thought, decked with all beauty. May he, enriched with prayer, come soon and early.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

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