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Rigveda 8.81

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 8.81

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Sanskrit

8.81.1

ā tū na̍ indra kṣu̱manta̍ṁ ci̱traṁ grā̱bhaṁ saṁ gṛ̍bhāya |
ma̱hā̱ha̱stī dakṣi̍ṇena ||

INDRA, God of the mighty arm, gather for us with thy right hand Manifold and nutritious spoil.

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

8.81.2

vi̱dmā hi tvā̍ tuvikū̱rmiṁ tu̱vide̍ṣṇaṁ tu̱vīma̍gham |
tu̱vi̱mā̱tram avo̍bhiḥ ||

We know thee mighty in thy deeds, of mighty bounty, mighty wealth, Mighty in measure, prompt to aid.

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

8.81.3

na̱hi tvā̍ śūra de̱vā na martā̍so̱ ditsa̍ntam |
bhī̱maṁ na gāṁ vā̱raya̍nte ||

Hero, when thou art fain to give, neither may Gods nor mortal men Restrain thee like a fearful Bull.

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

8.81.4

eto̱ nv indra̱ṁ stavā̱meśā̍na̱ṁ vasva̍ḥ sva̱rāja̍m |
na rādha̍sā mardhiṣan naḥ ||

Come, let us glorify Indra, Lord supreme of wealth, Self-ruling King: In bounty may he harm us not.

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

8.81.5

pra sto̍ṣa̱d upa̍ gāsiṣa̱c chrava̱t sāma̍ gī̱yamā̍nam |
a̱bhi rādha̍sā jugurat ||

Let prelude sound and following chant so let him hear the Sâman sung, And with his bounty answer us.

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

8.81.6

ā no̍ bhara̱ dakṣi̍ṇenā̱bhi sa̱vyena̱ pra mṛ̍śa |
indra̱ mā no̱ vaso̱r nir bhā̍k ||

O Indra, with thy right hand bring, and with thy left remember us. Let us not lose our share of wealth.

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

8.81.7

upa̍ krama̱svā bha̍ra dhṛṣa̱tā dhṛ̍ṣṇo̱ janā̍nām |
adā̍śūṣṭarasya̱ veda̍ḥ ||

Come nigh, O Bold One, boldly bring hither the riches of the churl Who giveth least of all the folk.

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

8.81.8

indra̱ ya u̱ nu te̱ asti̱ vājo̱ vipre̍bhi̱ḥ sani̍tvaḥ |
a̱smābhi̱ḥ su taṁ sa̍nuhi ||

Indra, the booty which thou hast with holy singers to receive, Even that booty win with us.

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

8.81.9

sa̱dyo̱juva̍s te̱ vājā̍ a̱smabhya̍ṁ vi̱śvaśca̍ndrāḥ |
vaśai̍ś ca ma̱kṣū ja̍rante ||

Indra, thy swiftly-coming spoil, the booty which rejoices all, Sounds quick in concert with our hopes.

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

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