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Rigveda 5.45

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 5.45

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Sanskrit

5.45.1

vi̱dā di̱vo vi̱ṣyann adri̍m u̱kthair ā̍ya̱tyā u̱ṣaso̍ a̱rcino̍ guḥ |
apā̍vṛta vra̱jinī̱r ut sva̍r gā̱d vi duro̱ mānu̍ṣīr de̱va ā̍vaḥ ||

BARDS of approaching Dawn who know the heavens are come with hymns to throw the mountain open. The Sun hath risen and oped the stable portals: the doors of men, too, hath the God thrown open.

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

5.45.2

vi sūryo̍ a̱mati̱ṁ na śriya̍ṁ sā̱d orvād gavā̍m mā̱tā jā̍na̱tī gā̍t |
dhanva̍rṇaso na̱dya1̱̍ḥ khādo̍arṇā̱ḥ sthūṇe̍va̱ sumi̍tā dṛṁhata̱ dyauḥ ||

Sûrya hath spread his light as splendour: hither came the Cows' Mother, conscious, from the stable, To streams that flow with biting waves to deserts; and heaven is stablished like a firm-set pillar.

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

5.45.3

a̱smā u̱kthāya̱ parva̍tasya̱ garbho̍ ma̱hīnā̍ṁ ja̱nuṣe̍ pū̱rvyāya̍ |
vi parva̍to̱ jihī̍ta̱ sādha̍ta̱ dyaur ā̱vivā̍santo dasayanta̱ bhūma̍ ||

This laud hath won the burden of the mountain. To aid the ancient birth of mighty waters The mountain parted, Heaven performed his office. The worshippers were worn with constant serving.

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

5.45.4

sū̱ktebhi̍r vo̱ vaco̍bhir de̱vaju̍ṣṭai̱r indrā̱ nv a1̱̍gnī ava̍se hu̱vadhyai̍ |
u̱kthebhi̱r hi ṣmā̍ ka̱vaya̍ḥ suya̱jñā ā̱vivā̍santo ma̱ruto̱ yaja̍nti ||

With hymns and God-loved words will I invoke you, Indra and Agni, to obtain your favour, For verily sages, skilled in sacrificing, worship the Maruts and with lauds invite them.

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

5.45.5

eto̱ nv a1̱̍dya su̱dhyo̱3̱̍ bhavā̍ma̱ pra du̱cchunā̍ minavāmā̱ varī̍yaḥ |
ā̱re dveṣā̍ṁsi sanu̱tar da̍dhā̱māyā̍ma̱ prāñco̱ yaja̍māna̱m accha̍ ||

This day approach us: may our thoughts be holy, far from us let us cast away misfortune. Let us keep those who hate us at a distance, and haste to meet the man who sacrifices.

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

5.45.6

etā̱ dhiya̍ṁ kṛ̱ṇavā̍mā sakhā̱yo 'pa̱ yā mā̱tām̐ ṛ̍ṇu̱ta vra̱jaṁ goḥ |
yayā̱ manu̍r viśiśi̱praṁ ji̱gāya̱ yayā̍ va̱ṇig va̱ṅkur āpā̱ purī̍ṣam ||

Come, let us carry out, O friends, the purpose wherewith the Mother threw the Cow's stall open, That wherewith Manu conquered Viṣiṣipra, wherewith the wandering merchant gained heaven's water.

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

5.45.7

anū̍no̱d atra̱ hasta̍yato̱ adri̱r ārca̱n yena̱ daśa̍ mā̱so nava̍gvāḥ |
ṛ̱taṁ ya̱tī sa̱ramā̱ gā a̍vinda̱d viśvā̍ni sa̱tyāṅgi̍rāś cakāra ||

Here, urged by hands, loudly hath rung the press-stone wherewith Navagvas through ten months sang praises. Saramâ went aright and found the cattle. Angiras gave effect to all their labours.

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

5.45.8

viśve̍ a̱syā vyuṣi̱ māhi̍nāyā̱ḥ saṁ yad gobhi̱r aṅgi̍raso̱ nava̍nta |
utsa̍ āsām para̱me sa̱dhastha̍ ṛ̱tasya̍ pa̱thā sa̱ramā̍ vida̱d gāḥ ||

When at the dawning of this mighty Goddess, Angirases all sang forth with the cattle,– Their spring is in the loftiest place of meeting,– Saramâ found the kine by Order's pathway.

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

5.45.9

ā sūryo̍ yātu sa̱ptāśva̱ḥ kṣetra̱ṁ yad a̍syorvi̱yā dī̍rghayā̱the |
ra̱ghuḥ śye̱naḥ pa̍taya̱d andho̱ acchā̱ yuvā̍ ka̱vir dī̍daya̱d goṣu̱ gaccha̍n ||

Borne by his Coursers Seven may Sûrya visit the field that spreadeth wide for his long journey. Down on the Soma swooped the rapid Falcon. Bright was the young Sage moving mid his cattle.

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

5.45.10

ā sūryo̍ aruhac chu̱kram arṇo 'yu̍kta̱ yad dha̱rito̍ vī̱tapṛ̍ṣṭhāḥ |
u̱dnā na nāva̍m anayanta̱ dhīrā̍ āśṛṇva̱tīr āpo̍ a̱rvāg a̍tiṣṭhan ||

Sûrya hath mounted to the shining ocean when he hath yoked his fair-backed Tawny Horses. The wise have drawn him like a ship through water: the floods obedient have descended hither.

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

5.45.11

dhiya̍ṁ vo a̱psu da̍dhiṣe sva̱rṣāṁ yayāta̍ra̱n daśa̍ mā̱so nava̍gvāḥ |
a̱yā dhi̱yā syā̍ma de̱vago̍pā a̱yā dhi̱yā tu̍turyā̱māty aṁha̍ḥ ||

I lay upon the Floods your hymn, lightwinning, wherewith Navagvas their ten months completed. Through this our hymn may we have Gods to guard us: through this our hymn pass safe beyond affliction.

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

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