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Rigveda 6.67

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 6.67

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6.67.1

viśve̍ṣāṁ vaḥ sa̱tāṁ jyeṣṭha̍tamā gī̱rbhir mi̱trāvaru̍ṇā vāvṛ̱dhadhyai̍ |
saṁ yā ra̱śmeva̍ ya̱matu̱r yami̍ṣṭhā̱ dvā janā̱m̐ asa̍mā bā̱hubhi̱ḥ svaiḥ ||

NOW Mitra-Varuṇa shall be exalted high by your songs, noblest of all existing; They who, as 'twere with reins are best Controllers, unequalled with their arms to check the people.

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

6.67.2

i̱yam mad vā̱m pra stṛ̍ṇīte manī̱ṣopa̍ pri̱yā nama̍sā ba̱rhir accha̍ |
ya̱ntaṁ no̍ mitrāvaruṇā̱v adhṛ̍ṣṭaṁ cha̱rdir yad vā̍ṁ varū̱thya̍ṁ sudānū ||

To you Two Gods is this my thought extended, turned to the sacred grass with loving homage. Give us, O Mitra-Varuṇa, a dwelling safe from attack, which ye shall guard, Boon-Givers!

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

6.67.3

ā yā̍tam mitrāvaruṇā suśa̱sty upa̍ pri̱yā nama̍sā hū̱yamā̍nā |
saṁ yāv a̍pna̱ḥstho a̱pase̍va̱ janā̍ñ chrudhīya̱taś ci̍d yatatho mahi̱tvā ||

Come hither, Mitra-Varuṇa, invited with eulogies and loving adoration, Ye who with your might, as Work-Controllers, urge even men who quickly hear to labour.

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

6.67.4

aśvā̱ na yā vā̱jinā̍ pū̱taba̍ndhū ṛ̱tā yad garbha̱m adi̍ti̱r bhara̍dhyai |
pra yā mahi̍ ma̱hāntā̱ jāya̍mānā gho̱rā martā̍ya ri̱pave̱ ni dī̍dhaḥ ||

Whom, of pure origin, like two strong horses, Aditi bore as babes in proper season, Whom, Mighty at your birth, the Mighty Goddess brought forth as terrors to the mortal foeman.

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

6.67.5

viśve̱ yad vā̍m ma̱ṁhanā̱ manda̍mānāḥ kṣa̱traṁ de̱vāso̱ ada̍dhuḥ sa̱joṣā̍ḥ |
pari̱ yad bhū̱tho roda̍sī cid u̱rvī santi̱ spaśo̱ ada̍bdhāso̱ amū̍rāḥ ||

As all the Gods in their great joy and gladness gave you with one accord your high dominion, As ye surround both worlds, though wide and spacious your spies are ever true and never bewildered.

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

6.67.6

tā hi kṣa̱traṁ dhā̱raye̍the̱ anu̱ dyūn dṛ̱ṁhethe̱ sānu̍m upa̱mād i̍va̱ dyoḥ |
dṛ̱ḻho nakṣa̍tra u̱ta vi̱śvade̍vo̱ bhūmi̱m ātā̱n dyāṁ dhā̱sinā̱yoḥ ||

So, through the days maintaining princely power. ye prop the height as 'twere from loftiest heaven. The Star of all the Gods, established, filleth the heaven and earth with food of man who liveth.

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

6.67.7

tā vi̱graṁ dhai̍the ja̱ṭhara̍m pṛ̱ṇadhyā̱ ā yat sadma̱ sabhṛ̍tayaḥ pṛ̱ṇanti̍ |
na mṛ̍ṣyante yuva̱tayo 'vā̍tā̱ vi yat payo̍ viśvajinvā̱ bhara̍nte ||

Take the strong drink, to quaff till ye are sated, when he and his attendants fill the chamber. The young Maids brook not that none seeks to win them, when, Quickeners of all! they scatter moisture.

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

6.67.8

tā ji̱hvayā̱ sada̱m edaṁ su̍me̱dhā ā yad vā̍ṁ sa̱tyo a̍ra̱tir ṛ̱te bhūt |
tad vā̍m mahi̱tvaṁ ghṛ̍tānnāv astu yu̱vaṁ dā̱śuṣe̱ vi ca̍yiṣṭa̱m aṁha̍ḥ ||

So with your tongue come ever, when your envoy, faithful and very wise, attends our worship. Nourished by holy oil! he this yGur glory: annihilate the sacrificer's trouble.

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

6.67.9

pra yad vā̍m mitrāvaruṇā spū̱rdhan pri̱yā dhāma̍ yu̱vadhi̍tā mi̱nanti̍ |
na ye de̱vāsa̱ oha̍sā̱ na martā̱ aya̍jñasāco̱ apyo̱ na pu̱trāḥ ||

When, Mitra-Varuṇa, they strive against you and break tlie friendly laws ye have established, They, neither Gods nor men in estimation, like Api's sons have godless sacrifices.

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

6.67.10

vi yad vāca̍ṁ kī̱stāso̱ bhara̍nte̱ śaṁsa̍nti̱ ke ci̍n ni̱vido̍ manā̱nāḥ |
ād vā̍m bravāma sa̱tyāny u̱kthā naki̍r de̱vebhi̍r yatatho mahi̱tvā ||

When singers in their song uplift their voices, some chant the Nivid texts with steady purpose. Then may we sing you lauds that shall be fruitful: dp ye not rival all the Gods in greatness?

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

6.67.11

a̱vor i̱tthā vā̍ṁ cha̱rdiṣo̍ a̱bhiṣṭau̍ yu̱vor mi̍trāvaruṇā̱v askṛ̍dhoyu |
anu̱ yad gāva̍ḥ sphu̱rān ṛ̍ji̱pyaṁ dhṛ̱ṣṇuṁ yad raṇe̱ vṛṣa̍ṇaṁ yu̱naja̍n ||

O Mitra-Varuṇa, may your large bounty come to us hither, near to this our dwelling, When the kine haste to us, and when they harness the fleet-foot mettled stallion for the battle.

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

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