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Rigveda 4.21

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 4.21

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Sanskrit

4.21.1

ā yā̱tv indro 'va̍sa̱ upa̍ na i̱ha stu̱taḥ sa̍dha̱mād a̍stu̱ śūra̍ḥ |
vā̱vṛ̱dhā̱nas tavi̍ṣī̱r yasya̍ pū̱rvīr dyaur na kṣa̱tram a̱bhibhū̍ti̱ puṣyā̍t ||

MAY Indra come to us for our protection; here be the Hero, praised, our feast-companion. May he whose powers are many, waxen mighty, cherish, like Dyaus, his own supreme dominion.

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

4.21.2

tasyed i̱ha sta̍vatha̱ vṛṣṇyā̍ni tuvidyu̱mnasya̍ tuvi̱rādha̍so̱ nṝn |
yasya̱ kratu̍r vida̱thyo̱3̱̍ na sa̱mrāṭ sā̱hvān taru̍tro a̱bhy asti̍ kṛ̱ṣṭīḥ ||

Here magnify his great heroic exploits, most glorious One, enriching men with bounties, Whose will is like a Sovran in assembly, who rules the people, Conqueror, all-surpassing.

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

4.21.3

ā yā̱tv indro̍ di̱va ā pṛ̍thi̱vyā ma̱kṣū sa̍mu̱drād u̱ta vā̱ purī̍ṣāt |
sva̍rṇarā̱d ava̍se no ma̱rutvā̍n parā̱vato̍ vā̱ sada̍nād ṛ̱tasya̍ ||

Hither let Indra come from earth or heaven, hither with speech from firmament or ocean; With Maruts, from the realm of light to aid us, or from a distance, from the seat of Order.

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

4.21.4

sthū̱rasya̍ rā̱yo bṛ̍ha̱to ya īśe̱ tam u̍ ṣṭavāma vi̱dathe̱ṣv indra̍m |
yo vā̱yunā̱ jaya̍ti̱ goma̍tīṣu̱ pra dhṛ̍ṣṇu̱yā naya̍ti̱ vasyo̱ accha̍ ||

That Indra will we laud in our assemblies, him who is Lord of great and lasting riches, Victor with Vâyu where the herds are gathered, who leads with boldness on to higher fortune.

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

4.21.5

upa̱ yo namo̱ nama̍si stabhā̱yann iya̍rti̱ vāca̍ṁ ja̱naya̱n yaja̍dhyai |
ṛ̱ñja̱sā̱naḥ pu̍ru̱vāra̍ u̱kthair endra̍ṁ kṛṇvīta̱ sada̍neṣu̱ hotā̍ ||

May the Priest, Lord of many blessings, striving,– who fixing reverence on reverence, giving Vent to his voice, inciteth men to worshipwith lauds bring Indra hither to our dwellings.

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

4.21.6

dhi̱ṣā yadi̍ dhiṣa̱ṇyanta̍ḥ sara̱ṇyān sada̍nto̱ adri̍m auśi̱jasya̱ gohe̍ |
ā du̱roṣā̍ḥ pā̱styasya̱ hotā̱ yo no̍ ma̱hān sa̱ṁvara̍ṇeṣu̱ vahni̍ḥ ||

When sitting pondering in deep devotion in Auṣija's abode they ply the press-stone, May he whose wrath is fierce, the mighty bearer, come as the house-lord's priest within our chambers.

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

4.21.7

sa̱trā yad ī̍m bhārva̱rasya̱ vṛṣṇa̱ḥ siṣa̍kti̱ śuṣma̍ḥ stuva̱te bharā̍ya |
guhā̱ yad ī̍m auśi̱jasya̱ gohe̱ pra yad dhi̱ye prāya̍se̱ madā̍ya ||

Surely the power of Bhârvara the mighty for ever helpeth to support the singer; That which in Auṣija's abode lies hidden, to come forth for delight and for devotion.

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

4.21.8

vi yad varā̍ṁsi̱ parva̍tasya vṛ̱ṇve payo̍bhir ji̱nve a̱pāṁ javā̍ṁsi |
vi̱dad gau̱rasya̍ gava̱yasya̱ gohe̱ yadī̱ vājā̍ya su̱dhyo̱3̱̍ vaha̍nti ||

When he unbars the spaces of the mountains, and quickens with his floods the water-torrents, He finds in lair the buffalo and wild-ox when the wise lead him on to vigorous exploit.

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

4.21.9

bha̱drā te̱ hastā̱ sukṛ̍to̱ta pā̱ṇī pra̍ya̱ntārā̍ stuva̱te rādha̍ indra |
kā te̱ niṣa̍tti̱ḥ kim u̱ no ma̍matsi̱ kiṁ nod-u̍d u harṣase̱ dāta̱vā u̍ ||

Auspicious are thy hands, thine arms wellfashioned which proffer bounty, Indra, to thy praiser. What sloth is this? Why dost thou not rejoice thee? Why dost thou not delight thyself with giving?

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

4.21.10

e̱vā vasva̱ indra̍ḥ sa̱tyaḥ sa̱mrāḍ ḍhantā̍ vṛ̱traṁ vari̍vaḥ pū̱rave̍ kaḥ |
puru̍ṣṭuta̱ kratvā̍ naḥ śagdhi rā̱yo bha̍kṣī̱ya te 'va̍so̱ daivya̍sya ||

So Indra is the truthful Lord of treasure. Freedom he gave to man by slaying Vṛitra. Much-lauded! help us with thy power to riches: may I be sharer of thy Godlike favour.

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

4.21.11

nū ṣṭu̱ta i̍ndra̱ nū gṛ̍ṇā̱na iṣa̍ṁ jari̱tre na̱dyo̱3̱̍ na pī̍peḥ |
akā̍ri te harivo̱ brahma̱ navya̍ṁ dhi̱yā syā̍ma ra̱thya̍ḥ sadā̱sāḥ ||

Now, Indra! lauded, glorified with praises, let power swell high, like rivers, for,the singer. For thee a new hymn, Lord of Bays! is fashioned. May we, care-borne, through song be victqrs ever.

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

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