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Rigveda 10.92

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 10.92

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Sanskrit

10.92.1

ya̱jñasya̍ vo ra̱thya̍ṁ vi̱śpati̍ṁ vi̱śāṁ hotā̍ram a̱ktor ati̍thiṁ vi̱bhāva̍sum |
śoca̱ñ chuṣkā̍su̱ hari̍ṇīṣu̱ jarbhu̍ra̱d vṛṣā̍ ke̱tur ya̍ja̱to dyām a̍śāyata ||

I PRAISE your Charioteer of sacrifice, the Lord of men, Priest of the tribes, refulgent, Guest of night. Blazing amid dry plants, snatching amid the green, the Strong, the Holy Herald hath attained to heaven.

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

10.92.2

i̱mam a̍ñja̱spām u̱bhaye̍ akṛṇvata dha̱rmāṇa̍m a̱gniṁ vi̱datha̍sya̱ sādha̍nam |
a̱ktuṁ na ya̱hvam u̱ṣasa̍ḥ pu̱rohi̍ta̱ṁ tanū̱napā̍tam aru̱ṣasya̍ niṁsate ||

Him, Agni, Gods and men have made their chief support, who drinks the fatness and completes the sacrifice. With kisses they caress the Grandson of the Red, like the swift ray of light, the Household Priest of Dawn.

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

10.92.3

baḻ a̍sya nī̱thā vi pa̱ṇeś ca̍ manmahe va̱yā a̍sya̱ prahu̍tā āsu̱r atta̍ve |
ya̱dā gho̱rāso̍ amṛta̱tvam āśa̱tād ij jana̍sya̱ daivya̍sya carkiran ||

Yea, we discriminate his and the niggard's ways: his branches evermore are sent forth to consume. When his terrific flames have reached the Immortal's world, then men remember and extol the Heavenly Folk.

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

10.92.4

ṛ̱tasya̱ hi prasi̍ti̱r dyaur u̱ru vyaco̱ namo̍ ma̱hy a1̱̍rama̍ti̱ḥ panī̍yasī |
indro̍ mi̱tro varu̍ṇa̱ḥ saṁ ci̍kitri̱re 'tho̱ bhaga̍ḥ savi̱tā pū̱tada̍kṣasaḥ ||

For then the net of Law, Dyaus, and the wide expanse, Earth, Worship, and Devotion meet for highest praise, Varuṇa, Indra, Mitra were of one accord, and Savitar and Bhaga, Lords of holy might.

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

10.92.5

pra ru̱dreṇa̍ ya̱yinā̍ yanti̱ sindha̍vas ti̱ro ma̱hīm a̱rama̍tiṁ dadhanvire |
yebhi̱ḥ pari̍jmā pari̱yann u̱ru jrayo̱ vi roru̍vaj ja̱ṭhare̱ viśva̍m u̱kṣate̍ ||

Onward, with ever-roaming Rudra, speed the floods: over Aramati the Mighty have they run. With them Parijman, moving round his vast domain, loud bellowing, bedews all things that are within.

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

10.92.6

krā̱ṇā ru̱drā ma̱ruto̍ vi̱śvakṛ̍ṣṭayo di̱vaḥ śye̱nāso̱ asu̍rasya nī̱ḻaya̍ḥ |
tebhi̍ś caṣṭe̱ varu̍ṇo mi̱tro a̍rya̱mendro̍ de̱vebhi̍r arva̱śebhi̱r arva̍śaḥ ||

Straightway the Rudras, Maruts visiting all men, Falcons of Dyaus, home-dwellers with the Asura,– Varuṇa, Mitra, Aryaman look on with these, and the swift-moving Indra with swift-moving Gods.

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

10.92.7

indre̱ bhuja̍ṁ śaśamā̱nāsa̍ āśata̱ sūro̱ dṛśī̍ke̱ vṛṣa̍ṇaś ca̱ pauṁsye̍ |
pra ye nv a̍syā̱rhaṇā̍ tatakṣi̱re yuja̱ṁ vajra̍ṁ nṛ̱ṣada̍neṣu kā̱rava̍ḥ ||

With Indra have they found enjoyment, they who toil, in the light's beauty, in the very Strong One's strength; The singers who in men's assemblies forged for him, according to his due, his friend the thunderbolt.

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

10.92.8

sūra̍ś ci̱d ā ha̱rito̍ asya rīrama̱d indrā̱d ā kaś ci̍d bhayate̱ tavī̍yasaḥ |
bhī̱masya̱ vṛṣṇo̍ ja̱ṭharā̍d abhi̱śvaso̍ di̱ve-di̍ve̱ sahu̍riḥ sta̱nn abā̍dhitaḥ ||

Even the Sun's Bay Coursers hath lie held in check: each one fears Indra as the mightiest of all. Unhindered, from the air's vault thunders day by day the loud triumphant breathing of the fearful Bull.

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

10.92.9

stoma̍ṁ vo a̱dya ru̱drāya̱ śikva̍se kṣa̱yadvī̍rāya̱ nama̍sā didiṣṭana |
yebhi̍ḥ śi̱vaḥ svavā̍m̐ eva̱yāva̍bhir di̱vaḥ siṣa̍kti̱ svaya̍śā̱ nikā̍mabhiḥ ||

With humble adoration show this day your song of praise to mighty Rudra, Ruler of the brave: With whom, the Eager Ones, going their ordered course, he comes from heaven Self-bright, auspicious, strong to guard.

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

10.92.10

te hi pra̱jāyā̱ abha̍ranta̱ vi śravo̱ bṛha̱spati̍r vṛṣa̱bhaḥ soma̍jāmayaḥ |
ya̱jñair atha̍rvā pratha̱mo vi dhā̍rayad de̱vā dakṣai̱r bhṛga̍va̱ḥ saṁ ci̍kitrire ||

For these have spread abroad the fame of human kind, the Bull Bṛihaspati and Soma's brotherhood. Atharvan first by sacrifices made men sure: through skill the Bhṛigus were esteemed of all as Gods.

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

10.92.11

te hi dyāvā̍pṛthi̱vī bhūri̍retasā̱ narā̱śaṁsa̱ś catu̍raṅgo ya̱mo 'di̍tiḥ |
de̱vas tvaṣṭā̍ draviṇo̱dā ṛ̍bhu̱kṣaṇa̱ḥ pra ro̍da̱sī ma̱ruto̱ viṣṇu̍r arhire ||

For these, the Earth and Heaven with their abundant seed, four-bodied Narasmsa, Yama, Aditi, God Tvashṭar Wealth-bestower, the Ṛibhukshanas, Rodasî, Maruts, Vishṇu, claim and merit praise.

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

10.92.12

u̱ta sya na̍ u̱śijā̍m urvi̱yā ka̱vir ahi̍ḥ śṛṇotu bu̱dhnyo̱3̱̍ havī̍mani |
sūryā̱māsā̍ vi̱cara̍ntā divi̱kṣitā̍ dhi̱yā śa̍mīnahuṣī a̱sya bo̍dhatam ||

And may he too give car, the Sage, from far away, the Dragon of the Deep, to this our yearning call. Ye Sun and Moon who dwell in heaven and move in turn, and with your thought, O Earth and Sky, observe this well.

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

10.92.13

pra na̍ḥ pū̱ṣā ca̱ratha̍ṁ vi̱śvade̍vyo̱ 'pāṁ napā̍d avatu vā̱yur i̱ṣṭaye̍ |
ā̱tmāna̱ṁ vasyo̍ a̱bhi vāta̍m arcata̱ tad a̍śvinā suhavā̱ yāma̍ni śrutam ||

Dear to all Gods, may Pûshan guard the ways we go, the Waters' child and Vâyu help us to success. Sing lauds for your great bliss to Wind, the breath of all: ye Aṣvins prompt to hear, hear this upon your way.

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

10.92.14

vi̱śām ā̱sām abha̍yānām adhi̱kṣita̍ṁ gī̱rbhir u̱ svaya̍śasaṁ gṛṇīmasi |
gnābhi̱r viśvā̍bhi̱r adi̍tim ana̱rvaṇa̍m a̱ktor yuvā̍naṁ nṛ̱maṇā̱ adhā̱ pati̍m ||

With hymns of praise we sing him who is throned as Lord over these fearless tribes, the Selfresplendent One. We praise Night's youthful Lord benevolent to men, the foeless One, the free, with all celestial Dames.

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

10.92.15

rebha̱d atra̍ ja̱nuṣā̱ pūrvo̱ aṅgi̍rā̱ grāvā̍ṇa ū̱rdhvā a̱bhi ca̍kṣur adhva̱ram |
yebhi̱r vihā̍yā̱ abha̍vad vicakṣa̱ṇaḥ pātha̍ḥ su̱meka̱ṁ svadhi̍ti̱r vana̍nvati ||

By reason of his birth here Angiras first sang: the pressing-stones upraised bebeld the sacrifice- The stones through which the Sage became exceeding vast, and the sharp axe obtains in fight the beauteous place.

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

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