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Rigveda 7.25

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 7.25

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Sanskrit

7.25.1

ā te̍ ma̱ha i̍ndro̱ty u̍gra̱ sama̍nyavo̱ yat sa̱mara̍nta̱ senā̍ḥ |
patā̍ti di̱dyun narya̍sya bā̱hvor mā te̱ mano̍ viṣva̱drya1̱̍g vi cā̍rīt ||

WHEN with thy mighty help, O potent Indra, the armies rush together in their fury. When from the strong man's arm the lightning flieth, let not the mind go forth to side with others.

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

7.25.2

ni du̱rga i̍ndra śnathihy a̱mitrā̍m̐ a̱bhi ye no̱ martā̍so a̱manti̍ |
ā̱re taṁ śaṁsa̍ṁ kṛṇuhi nini̱tsor ā no̍ bhara sa̱mbhara̍ṇa̱ṁ vasū̍nām ||

O Indra, where the ground is hard to traverse, smite down our foes, the mortals who assail us, Keep far from us the curse of the reviler: bring us accumulated store of treasures.

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

7.25.3

śa̱taṁ te̍ śiprinn ū̱taya̍ḥ su̱dāse̍ sa̱hasra̱ṁ śaṁsā̍ u̱ta rā̱tir a̍stu |
ja̱hi vadha̍r va̱nuṣo̱ martya̍syā̱sme dyu̱mnam adhi̱ ratna̍ṁ ca dhehi ||

God of the fair helm, give Sudâs a hundred succours, a thousand blessings, and thy bounty. Strike down the weapon of our mortal foeman: bestow upon us splendid fame and riches.

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

7.25.4

tvāva̍to̱ hī̍ndra̱ kratve̱ asmi̱ tvāva̍to 'vi̱tuḥ śū̍ra rā̱tau |
viśved ahā̍ni taviṣīva ugra̱m̐ oka̍ḥ kṛṇuṣva harivo̱ na ma̍rdhīḥ ||

I wait the power of one like thee, O Indra, gifts of a Helper such as thou art, Hero. Strong, Mighty God, dwell with me now and ever: Lord of Bay Horses, do not thou desert us.

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

7.25.5

kutsā̍ e̱te harya̍śvāya śū̱ṣam indre̱ saho̍ de̱vajū̍tam iyā̱nāḥ |
sa̱trā kṛ̍dhi su̱hanā̍ śūra vṛ̱trā va̱yaṁ taru̍trāḥ sanuyāma̱ vāja̍m ||

Here are the Kutsas supplicating Indra for might, the Lord of Bays for God-sent conquest. Make our foes ever easy to be vanquished: may we, victorious, win the spoil, O Hero.

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

7.25.6

e̱vā na̍ indra̱ vārya̍sya pūrdhi̱ pra te̍ ma̱hīṁ su̍ma̱tiṁ ve̍vidāma |
iṣa̍m pinva ma̱ghava̍dbhyaḥ su̱vīrā̍ṁ yū̱yam pā̍ta sva̱stibhi̱ḥ sadā̍ naḥ ||

With precious things, O Indra, thus content us: may we attain to thine exalted favour. Send our chiefs plenteous food with hero children. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.

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

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