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Rigveda 6.17

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 6.17

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Sanskrit

6.17.1

pibā̱ soma̍m a̱bhi yam u̍gra̱ tarda̍ ū̱rvaṁ gavya̱m mahi̍ gṛṇā̱na i̍ndra |
vi yo dhṛ̍ṣṇo̱ vadhi̍ṣo vajrahasta̱ viśvā̍ vṛ̱tram a̍mi̱triyā̱ śavo̍bhiḥ ||

DRINK Soma, Mighty One, for which, when lauded, thou breakest through the cattle-stall, O Indra; Thou who, O Bold One, armed with thunder smotest Vṛitra with might, and every hostile being.

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

6.17.2

sa ī̍m pāhi̱ ya ṛ̍jī̱ṣī taru̍tro̱ yaḥ śipra̍vān vṛṣa̱bho yo ma̍tī̱nām |
yo go̍tra̱bhid va̍jra̱bhṛd yo ha̍ri̱ṣṭhāḥ sa i̍ndra ci̱trām̐ a̱bhi tṛ̍ndhi̱ vājā̍n ||

Drink it thou God who art impetuous victor, Lord of our hymns, with beauteousjaws, the Hero, Render of kine-stalls, car-borne, thunder-wielding, so pierce thy way to wondrous strength, O Indra.

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

6.17.3

e̱vā pā̍hi pra̱tnathā̱ manda̍tu tvā śru̱dhi brahma̍ vāvṛ̱dhasvo̱ta gī̱rbhiḥ |
ā̱viḥ sūrya̍ṁ kṛṇu̱hi pī̍pi̱hīṣo̍ ja̱hi śatrū̍m̐r a̱bhi gā i̍ndra tṛndhi ||

Drink as of old, and let the draught delight thee. hear thou our prayer and let our songs exalt thee. Make the Sun visible, make food abundant, slaughter the foes, pierce through and free the cattle.

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

6.17.4

te tvā̱ madā̍ bṛ̱had i̍ndra svadhāva i̱me pī̱tā u̍kṣayanta dyu̱manta̍m |
ma̱hām anū̍naṁ ta̱vasa̱ṁ vibhū̍tim matsa̱rāso̍ jarhṛṣanta pra̱sāha̍m ||

These gladdening drops, O Indra, Self-sustainer, quaffed shall augment thee in thy mighty splendour. Yea, let the cheering drops delight thee greatly, great, perfect, strong, powerful, all-subduing.

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

6.17.5

yebhi̱ḥ sūrya̍m u̱ṣasa̍m mandasā̱no 'vā̍sa̱yo 'pa̍ dṛ̱ḻhāni̱ dardra̍t |
ma̱hām adri̱m pari̱ gā i̍ndra̱ santa̍ṁ nu̱tthā acyu̍ta̱ṁ sada̍sa̱s pari̱ svāt ||

Gladdened whereby, bursting the firm enclosures, thou gavest splendour to the Sun and Morning. The mighty rock that compassed in the cattle, ne'er moved, thou shookest from its seat, O Indra.

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

6.17.6

tava̱ kratvā̱ tava̱ tad da̱ṁsanā̍bhir ā̱māsu̍ pa̱kvaṁ śacyā̱ ni dī̍dhaḥ |
aurṇo̱r dura̍ u̱sriyā̍bhyo̱ vi dṛ̱ḻhod ū̱rvād gā a̍sṛjo̱ aṅgi̍rasvān ||

Thou with thy wisdom, power, and works of wonder, hast stored the ripe milk in the raw cows' udders Unbarred the firm doors for the kine of Morning, and, with the Angirases, set free the cattle.

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

6.17.7

pa̱prātha̱ kṣām mahi̱ daṁso̱ vy u1̱̍rvīm upa̱ dyām ṛ̱ṣvo bṛ̱had i̍ndra stabhāyaḥ |
adhā̍rayo̱ roda̍sī de̱vapu̍tre pra̱tne mā̱tarā̍ ya̱hvī ṛ̱tasya̍ ||

Thou hast spread out wide earth, a mighty marvel, and, high thyself, propped lofty heaven, O Indra. Both worlds, whose Sons are Gods, thou hast supported, young, Mothers from old time ofholy Order.

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

6.17.8

adha̍ tvā̱ viśve̍ pu̱ra i̍ndra de̱vā eka̍ṁ ta̱vasa̍ṁ dadhire̱ bharā̍ya |
ade̍vo̱ yad a̱bhy auhi̍ṣṭa de̱vān sva̍rṣātā vṛṇata̱ indra̱m atra̍ ||

Yea, Indra, all the Deities installed thee their one strong Champion in the van for battle. What time the godless was the Gods' assailant, Indra they chose to win the light of heaven.

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

6.17.9

adha̱ dyauś ci̍t te̱ apa̱ sā nu vajrā̍d dvi̱tāna̍mad bhi̱yasā̱ svasya̍ ma̱nyoḥ |
ahi̱ṁ yad indro̍ a̱bhy oha̍sāna̱ṁ ni ci̍d vi̱śvāyu̍ḥ śa̱yathe̍ ja̱ghāna̍ ||

Yea, e'en that heaven itself of old bent backward before thy bolt, in terror of its anger, When Indra, life of every living creature, smote down within his lair the assailing Dragon.

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

6.17.10

adha̱ tvaṣṭā̍ te ma̱ha u̍gra̱ vajra̍ṁ sa̱hasra̍bhṛṣṭiṁ vavṛtac cha̱tāśri̍m |
nikā̍mam a̱rama̍ṇasa̱ṁ yena̱ nava̍nta̱m ahi̱ṁ sam pi̍ṇag ṛjīṣin ||

Yea, Strong One! Tvashṭar turned for thee, the Mighty, the bolt with thousand spikes and hundred edges, Eager and prompt at will, wherewith thou crushedst the boasting Dragon, O impetuous Hero.

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

6.17.11

vardhā̱n yaṁ viśve̍ ma̱ruta̍ḥ sa̱joṣā̱ḥ paca̍c cha̱tam ma̍hi̱ṣām̐ i̍ndra̱ tubhya̍m |
pū̱ṣā viṣṇu̱s trīṇi̱ sarā̍ṁsi dhāvan vṛtra̱haṇa̍m madi̱ram a̱ṁśum a̍smai ||

He dressed a hundred buffaloes, O Indra, for thee whom all accordant Maruts strengthen. He, Pûshan Vishṇu, poured forth three great vessels to him, the juice that cheers, that slaughters Vṛitra.

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

6.17.12

ā kṣodo̱ mahi̍ vṛ̱taṁ na̱dīnā̱m pari̍ṣṭhitam asṛja ū̱rmim a̱pām |
tāsā̱m anu̍ pra̱vata̍ indra̱ panthā̱m prārda̍yo̱ nīcī̍r a̱pasa̍ḥ samu̱dram ||

Thou settest free the rushing wave of waters, the floods' great swell encompassed and obstructed. Along steep slopes their course thou tumedst, Indra, directed downward, speeding to the ocean.

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

6.17.13

e̱vā tā viśvā̍ cakṛ̱vāṁsa̱m indra̍m ma̱hām u̱gram a̍ju̱ryaṁ sa̍ho̱dām |
su̱vīra̍ṁ tvā svāyu̱dhaṁ su̱vajra̱m ā brahma̱ navya̱m ava̍se vavṛtyāt ||

So may our new prayer bring thee to protect us, thee well-armed Hero with thy bolt of thunder, Indra, who made these worlds, the Strong, the ty, who never groweth old, the victory-giver.

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

6.17.14

sa no̱ vājā̍ya̱ śrava̍sa i̱ṣe ca̍ rā̱ye dhe̍hi dyu̱mata̍ indra̱ viprā̍n |
bha̱radvā̍je nṛ̱vata̍ indra sū̱rīn di̱vi ca̍ smaidhi̱ pārye̍ na indra ||

So, Indra, form us brilliant holy singers for strength, for glory, and for food and riches. Give Bharadvâja hero patrons, Indra Indra, be ours upon the day of trial.

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

6.17.15

a̱yā vāja̍ṁ de̱vahi̍taṁ sanema̱ made̍ma śa̱tahi̍māḥ su̱vīrā̍ḥ ||

With this may we obtain strength God-appointed, and brave sons gladden us through a hundred winters.

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

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