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Rigveda 8.89

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 8.89

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Sanskrit

8.89.1

bṛ̱had indrā̍ya gāyata̱ maru̍to vṛtra̱haṁta̍mam |
yena̱ jyoti̱r aja̍nayann ṛtā̱vṛdho̍ de̱vaṁ de̱vāya̱ jāgṛ̍vi ||

To Indra sing the lofty hymn, Maruts that slays the Vṛitras best. Whereby the Holy Ones created for the God the light divine that ever wakes.

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

8.89.2

apā̍dhamad a̱bhiśa̍stīr aśasti̱hāthendro̍ dyu̱mny ābha̍vat |
de̱vās ta̍ indra sa̱khyāya̍ yemire̱ bṛha̍dbhāno̱ maru̍dgaṇa ||

Indra who quells the curse blew curses far away, and then in splendour came to us. Indra, refulgent with thy Marut host! the Gods strove eagerly to win thy love.

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

8.89.3

pra va̱ indrā̍ya bṛha̱te maru̍to̱ brahmā̍rcata |
vṛ̱traṁ ha̍nati vṛtra̱hā śa̱takra̍tu̱r vajre̍ṇa śa̱tapa̍rvaṇā ||

Sing to your lofty Indra, sing, Maruts, a holy hymn of praise. Let Ṣatakratu, Vṛitra-slayer, kill the foe with hundred-knotted thunderbolt.

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

8.89.4

a̱bhi pra bha̍ra dhṛṣa̱tā dhṛ̍ṣanmana̱ḥ śrava̍ś cit te asad bṛ̱hat |
arṣa̱ntv āpo̱ java̍sā̱ vi mā̱taro̱ hano̍ vṛ̱traṁ jayā̱ sva̍ḥ ||

Aim and fetch boldly forth, O thou whose heart is bold: great glory will be thine thereby. In rapid torrent let the mother waters spread. Slay Vṛitra, win the light of heaven.

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

8.89.5

yaj jāya̍thā apūrvya̱ magha̍van vṛtra̱hatyā̍ya |
tat pṛ̍thi̱vīm a̍prathaya̱s tad a̍stabhnā u̱ta dyām ||

When thou, unequalled Maghavan, wast born to smite the Vṛitras dead, Thou spreadest out the spacious earth and didst support and prop the heavens.

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

8.89.6

tat te̍ ya̱jño a̍jāyata̱ tad a̱rka u̱ta haskṛ̍tiḥ |
tad viśva̍m abhi̱bhūr a̍si̱ yaj jā̱taṁ yac ca̱ jantva̍m ||

There was the sacrifice produced for thee, the laud, and song of joy, Thou in thy might surpassest all, all that now is and yet shall be.

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

8.89.7

ā̱māsu̍ pa̱kvam aira̍ya̱ ā sūrya̍ṁ rohayo di̱vi |
gha̱rmaṁ na sāma̍n tapatā suvṛ̱ktibhi̱r juṣṭa̱ṁ girva̍ṇase bṛ̱hat ||

Raw kine thou filledst with ripe milk. Thou madest Sûrya rise to heaven. Heat him as milk is heated with pure Sâma hymns, great joy to him who loves the song.

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

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