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Rigveda 9.100

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 9.100

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9.100.1

a̱bhī na̍vante a̱druha̍ḥ pri̱yam indra̍sya̱ kāmya̍m |
va̱tsaṁ na pūrva̱ āyu̍ni jā̱taṁ ri̍hanti mā̱tara̍ḥ ||

THE Guileless Ones are singing praise to Indra's well beloved Friend, As, in the morning of its life, the mothers lick the new-born calf.

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

9.100.2

pu̱nā̱na i̍nda̱v ā bha̍ra̱ soma̍ dvi̱barha̍saṁ ra̱yim |
tvaṁ vasū̍ni puṣyasi̱ viśvā̍ni dā̱śuṣo̍ gṛ̱he ||

O Indu, while they cleanse thee bring, O Soma, doubly-waxing wealth Thou in the worshipper's abode causest all treasures to increase.

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

9.100.3

tvaṁ dhiya̍m mano̱yuja̍ṁ sṛ̱jā vṛ̱ṣṭiṁ na ta̍nya̱tuḥ |
tvaṁ vasū̍ni̱ pārthi̍vā di̱vyā ca̍ soma puṣyasi ||

Set free the. song which mind hath yoked, even as thunder frees the rain: All treasures of the earth and heaven, O Soma, thou dost multiply.

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

9.100.4

pari̍ te ji̱gyuṣo̍ yathā̱ dhārā̍ su̱tasya̍ dhāvati |
raṁha̍māṇā̱ vy a1̱̍vyaya̱ṁ vāra̍ṁ vā̱jīva̍ sāna̱siḥ ||

Thy stream when thou art pressed runs on like some victorious warrior's steed Hastening onward through the fleece like a fierce horse who wins the prize.

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

9.100.5

kratve̱ dakṣā̍ya naḥ kave̱ pava̍sva soma̱ dhāra̍yā |
indrā̍ya̱ pāta̍ve su̱to mi̱trāya̱ varu̍ṇāya ca ||

Flow on, Sage Soma, with thy stream to give us mental power and strength, Effused for Indra, for his drink, for Mitra and for Varuṇa.

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

9.100.6

pava̍sva vāja̱sāta̍maḥ pa̱vitre̱ dhāra̍yā su̱taḥ |
indrā̍ya soma̱ viṣṇa̍ve de̱vebhyo̱ madhu̍mattamaḥ ||

Flow to the filter with thy stream, effused, best winner, thou, of spoil, O Soma, as most rich in sweets for Indra, Vishṇu, and the Gods.

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

9.100.7

tvāṁ ri̍hanti mā̱taro̱ hari̍m pa̱vitre̍ a̱druha̍ḥ |
va̱tsaṁ jā̱taṁ na dhe̱nava̱ḥ pava̍māna̱ vidha̍rmaṇi ||

The mothers, void of guiles, caress thee Golden-coloured, in the sieve, As cows, O Pavamâna, lick the new-born calf, as Law commands.

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

9.100.8

pava̍māna̱ mahi̱ śrava̍ś ci̱trebhi̍r yāsi ra̱śmibhi̍ḥ |
śardha̱n tamā̍ṁsi jighnase̱ viśvā̍ni dā̱śuṣo̍ gṛ̱he ||

Thou, Pavamâna, movest on with wondrous rays to great renown. Striving within the votary's house thou drivest all the glooms away.

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

9.100.9

tvaṁ dyāṁ ca̍ mahivrata pṛthi̱vīṁ cāti̍ jabhriṣe |
prati̍ drā̱pim a̍muñcathā̱ḥ pava̍māna mahitva̱nā ||

Lord of great sway, thou liftest thee above the heavens, above the earth. Thou, Pavamâna hast assumed thy coat of mail in majesty.

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

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