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Rigveda 2.29

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 2.29

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2.29.1

dhṛta̍vratā̱ ādi̍tyā̱ iṣi̍rā ā̱re mat ka̍rta raha̱sūr i̱vāga̍ḥ |
śṛ̱ṇva̱to vo̱ varu̍ṇa̱ mitra̱ devā̍ bha̱drasya̍ vi̱dvām̐ ava̍se huve vaḥ ||

UPHOLDERS of the Law, ye strong Âdityas, remove my sin like her who bears in secret. You, Varuṇa, Mitra and all Gods who listen, I call to help me, I who know your goodness.

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

2.29.2

yū̱yaṁ de̍vā̱ḥ prama̍tir yū̱yam ojo̍ yū̱yaṁ dveṣā̍ṁsi sanu̱tar yu̍yota |
a̱bhi̱kṣa̱ttāro̍ a̱bhi ca̱ kṣama̍dhvam a̱dyā ca̍ no mṛ̱ḻaya̍tāpa̱raṁ ca̍ ||

Ye, Gods, are providence and ye are power: remove ye utterly all those who hate us. As givers of good things deal with us kindly: this day be gracious to us and hereafter.

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

2.29.3

kim ū̱ nu va̍ḥ kṛṇavā̱māpa̍reṇa̱ kiṁ sane̍na vasava̱ āpye̍na |
yū̱yaṁ no̍ mitrāvaruṇādite ca sva̱stim i̍ndrāmaruto dadhāta ||

What service may we do you with our future, what service, Vasus, with our ancient friendship? O Aditi, and VaruVa and Mitra, Indra and Maruts, make us well and happy.

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

2.29.4

ha̱ye de̍vā yū̱yam id ā̱paya̍ḥ stha̱ te mṛ̍ḻata̱ nādha̍mānāya̱ mahya̍m |
mā vo̱ ratho̍ madhyama̱vāḻ ṛ̱te bhū̱n mā yu̱ṣmāva̍tsv ā̱piṣu̍ śramiṣma ||

Ye, O ye Gods, are verily our kinsmen as such be kind to me who now implore you. Let not your car come slowly to our worship: of kinsmen such as you ne'er let us weary.

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

2.29.5

pra va̱ eko̍ mimaya̱ bhūry āgo̱ yan mā̍ pi̱teva̍ kita̱vaṁ śa̍śā̱sa |
ā̱re pāśā̍ ā̱re a̱ghāni̍ devā̱ mā mādhi̍ pu̱tre vim i̍va grabhīṣṭa ||

I singly have sinned many a sin against you, and ye chastised me as a sire the gambler. Far be your nets, far, Gods, be mine offences: seize me not like a bird upon her offspring.

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

2.29.6

a̱rvāñco̍ a̱dyā bha̍vatā yajatrā̱ ā vo̱ hārdi̱ bhaya̍māno vyayeyam |
trādhva̍ṁ no devā ni̱juro̱ vṛka̍sya̱ trādhva̍ṁ ka̱rtād a̍va̱pado̍ yajatrāḥ ||

Turn yourselves hitherward this day, ye Holy, that fearing in my heart I may approach you. Protect us, God; let not the wolf destroy us. Save us, ye Holy, from the pit and falling.

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

2.29.7

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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