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Rigveda 5.64

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 5.64

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Sanskrit

5.64.1

varu̍ṇaṁ vo ri̱śāda̍sam ṛ̱cā mi̱traṁ ha̍vāmahe |
pari̍ vra̱jeva̍ bā̱hvor ja̍ga̱nvāṁsā̱ sva̍rṇaram ||

You, foeman-slaying Varuṇa and Mitra, we invoke with song, Who, as with penfold of your arms, encompass round the realm of light.

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

5.64.2

tā bā̱havā̍ suce̱tunā̱ pra ya̍ntam asmā̱ arca̍te |
śeva̱ṁ hi jā̱rya̍ṁ vā̱ṁ viśvā̍su̱ kṣāsu̱ jogu̍ve ||

Stretch out your arms with favouring love unto this man who singeth hymns, For in all places is sung forth your evergracious friendliness.

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

5.64.3

yan nū̱nam a̱śyāṁ gati̍m mi̱trasya̍ yāyām pa̱thā |
asya̍ pri̱yasya̱ śarma̱ṇy ahi̍ṁsānasya saścire ||

That I may gain a refuge now, may my steps be on Mitra's path. Men go protected in the charge of this dear Friend who harms us not.

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

5.64.4

yu̱vābhyā̍m mitrāvaruṇopa̱maṁ dhe̍yām ṛ̱cā |
yad dha̱ kṣaye̍ ma̱ghonā̍ṁ stotṝ̱ṇāṁ ca̍ spū̱rdhase̍ ||

Mitra and Varuṇa, from you may I, by song, win noblest meed. That shall stir envy in the homes of wealthy chiefs and those who praise.

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

5.64.5

ā no̍ mitra sudī̱tibhi̱r varu̍ṇaś ca sa̱dhastha̱ ā |
sve kṣaye̍ ma̱ghonā̱ṁ sakhī̍nāṁ ca vṛ̱dhase̍ ||

With your fair splendours, Varuṇa and Mitra, to our gathering come, That in their homes the wealthy chiefs and they who are your friends may thrive.

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

5.64.6

yu̱vaṁ no̱ yeṣu̍ varuṇa kṣa̱tram bṛ̱hac ca̍ bibhṛ̱thaḥ |
u̱ru ṇo̱ vāja̍sātaye kṛ̱taṁ rā̱ye sva̱staye̍ ||

With those, moreover, among whom ye hold your high supremacy, Vouchsafe us room that we may win strength for prosperity and wealth.

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

5.64.7

u̱cchantyā̍m me yaja̱tā de̱vakṣa̍tre̱ ruśa̍dgavi |
su̱taṁ soma̱ṁ na ha̱stibhi̱r ā pa̱ḍbhir dhā̍vataṁ narā̱ bibhra̍tāv arca̱nāna̍sam ||

When morning flushes, Holy Ones! in the Gods' realm where white Cows shine, Supporting Archanânas, speed, ye Heroes, with your active feet hither to my pressed Soma juice.

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

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