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Rigveda 2.28

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 2.28

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2.28.1

i̱daṁ ka̱ver ā̍di̱tyasya̍ sva̱rājo̱ viśvā̍ni̱ sānty a̱bhy a̍stu ma̱hnā |
ati̱ yo ma̱ndro ya̱jathā̍ya de̱vaḥ su̍kī̱rtim bhi̍kṣe̱ varu̍ṇasya̱ bhūre̍ḥ ||

THIS laud of the self-radiant wise Âditya shall be supreme o'er all that is in greatness.

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

2.28.2

tava̍ vra̱te su̱bhagā̍saḥ syāma svā̱dhyo̍ varuṇa tuṣṭu̱vāṁsa̍ḥ |
u̱pāya̍na u̱ṣasā̱ṁ goma̍tīnām a̱gnayo̱ na jara̍māṇā̱ anu̱ dyūn ||

, Having extolled thee. Varuṇa, with thoughtful care may we have high fortune in thy service, Sinffing thy praises like the fires at coming, day after day, of mornings rich in cattle.

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

2.28.3

tava̍ syāma puru̱vīra̍sya̱ śarma̍nn uru̱śaṁsa̍sya varuṇa praṇetaḥ |
yū̱yaṁ na̍ḥ putrā aditer adabdhā a̱bhi kṣa̍madhva̱ṁ yujyā̍ya devāḥ ||

May we be in thy keeping, O thou Leader wide-ruling Varuṇa, Lord of many heroes. O sons of Aditi, for ever faithful, pardon us, Gods, admit us to your friendship.

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

2.28.4

pra sī̍m ādi̱tyo a̍sṛjad vidha̱rtām̐ ṛ̱taṁ sindha̍vo̱ varu̍ṇasya yanti |
na śrā̍myanti̱ na vi mu̍canty e̱te vayo̱ na pa̍ptū raghu̱yā pari̍jman ||

He made them flow, the Âditya, the Sustainer: the rivers run by Varuṇa's commandment. These feel no weariness, nor cease from flowing: swift have they flown like birds in air around us.

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

2.28.5

vi mac chra̍thāya raśa̱nām i̱vāga̍ ṛ̱dhyāma̍ te varuṇa̱ khām ṛ̱tasya̍ |
mā tantu̍ś chedi̱ vaya̍to̱ dhiya̍m me̱ mā mātrā̍ śāry a̱pasa̍ḥ pu̱ra ṛ̱toḥ ||

Loose me from sin as from a bond that binds me: may we swell, Varuṇa, thy spring of Order. Let not my thread, while I weave song, be severed, nor my work's sum, before the time, be shattered.

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

2.28.6

apo̱ su mya̍kṣa varuṇa bhi̱yasa̱m mat samrā̱ḻ ṛtā̱vo 'nu̍ mā gṛbhāya |
dāme̍va va̱tsād vi mu̍mu̱gdhy aṁho̍ na̱hi tvad ā̱re ni̱miṣa̍ś ca̱neśe̍ ||

Far from me, Varuṇa, remove all danger accept me graciously, thou Holy Sovran. Cast off, like cords that hold a calf, my troubles: I am not even mine eyelid's lord without thee.

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

2.28.7

mā no̍ va̱dhair va̍ruṇa̱ ye ta̍ i̱ṣṭāv ena̍ḥ kṛ̱ṇvanta̍m asura bhrī̱ṇanti̍ |
mā jyoti̍ṣaḥ pravasa̱thāni̍ ganma̱ vi ṣū mṛdha̍ḥ śiśratho jī̱vase̍ naḥ ||

Strike us not, Varuṇa, with those dread weapons which, Asura, at thy bidding wound the sinner. Let us not pass away from light to exile. Scatter, that we may live, the men who hate us

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

2.28.8

nama̍ḥ pu̱rā te̍ varuṇo̱ta nū̱nam u̱tāpa̱raṁ tu̍vijāta bravāma |
tve hi ka̱m parva̍te̱ na śri̱tāny apra̍cyutāni dūḻabha vra̱tāni̍ ||

O mighty Varuṇa, now and hereafter, even as of old, will we speak forth our worship. For in thyself, invincible God, thy statutes ne'er to be moved are fixed as on a mountain.

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

2.28.9

para̍ ṛ̱ṇā sā̍vī̱r adha̱ matkṛ̍tāni̱ māhaṁ rā̍jann a̱nyakṛ̍tena bhojam |
avyu̍ṣṭā̱ in nu bhūya̍sīr u̱ṣāsa̱ ā no̍ jī̱vān va̍ruṇa̱ tāsu̍ śādhi ||

Move far from me what sins I have committed: let me not suffer, King, for guilt of others. Full many a morn remains to dawn upon us: in these, O Varuṇa, while we live direct us.

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

2.28.10

yo me̍ rāja̱n yujyo̍ vā̱ sakhā̍ vā̱ svapne̍ bha̱yam bhī̱rave̱ mahya̱m āha̍ |
ste̱no vā̱ yo dipsa̍ti no̱ vṛko̍ vā̱ tvaṁ tasmā̍d varuṇa pāhy a̱smān ||

O King, whoever, be he friend or kinsman, hath threatened me affrighted in my slumber- If any wolf or robber fain would harm us, therefrom, O Varuṇa, give thou us protection.

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

2.28.11

māham ma̱ghono̍ varuṇa pri̱yasya̍ bhūri̱dāvna̱ ā vi̍da̱ṁ śūna̍m ā̱peḥ |
mā rā̱yo rā̍jan su̱yamā̱d ava̍ sthām bṛ̱had va̍dema vi̱dathe̍ su̱vīrā̍ḥ ||

May I not live O Varuṇa, to witness my wealthy, liberal dear friend's destitution. King, may I never lack well-ordered riches. Loud may we speak, with heroes, in assembly.

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

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