HYMN IV. Indra – Rig Veda – Book 1

HYMN IV. Indra: Rig Veda – Book 1 – Ralph T.H. Griffith, Translator

सुरूपक्र्त्नुमूतये सुदुघामिव गोदुहे |
जुहूमसि दयवि-दयवि ||

उप नः सवना गहि सोमस्य सोमपाः पिब |
गोदा इद रेवतोमदः ||

अथा ते अन्तमानां विद्याम सुमतीनाम |
मा नो अति खय आगहि ||

परेहि विग्रमस्त्र्तमिन्द्रं पर्छा विपश्चितम |
यस्ते सखिभ्य आ वरम ||

उत बरुवन्तु नो निदो निरन्यतश्चिदारत |
दधाना इन्द्र इद दुवः ||

उत नः सुभगानरिर्वोचेयुर्दस्म कर्ष्टयः |
सयामेदिन्द्रस्य शर्मणि ||

एमाशुमाशवे भर यज्ञश्रियं नर्मादनम |
पतयन मन्दयत्सखम ||

अस्य पीत्वा शतक्रतो घनो वर्त्राणामभवः |
परावो वाजेषु वाजिनम ||

तं तवा वाजेषु वाजिनं वाजयामः शतक्रतो |
धनानामिन्द्र सातये ||

यो रायो.अवनिर्महान सुपारः सुन्वतः सखा |
तस्मा इन्द्राय गायत ||

surūpakṛtnumūtaye sudughāmiva ghoduhe |
juhūmasi dyavi-dyavi ||

upa naḥ savanā ghahi somasya somapāḥ piba |
ghodā id revatomadaḥ ||

athā te antamānāṃ vidyāma sumatīnām |
mā no ati khya āghahi ||

parehi vighramastṛtamindraṃ pṛchā vipaścitam |
yaste sakhibhya ā varam ||

uta bruvantu no nido niranyataścidārata |
dadhānā indra id duvaḥ ||

uta naḥ subhaghānarirvoceyurdasma kṛṣṭayaḥ |
syāmedindrasya śarmaṇi ||

emāśumāśave bhara yajñaśriyaṃ nṛmādanam |
patayan mandayatsakham ||

asya pītvā śatakrato ghano vṛtrāṇāmabhavaḥ |
prāvo vājeṣu vājinam ||

taṃ tvā vājeṣu vājinaṃ vājayāmaḥ śatakrato |
dhanānāmindra sātaye ||

yo rāyo.avanirmahān supāraḥ sunvataḥ sakhā |
tasmā indrāya ghāyata ||

English Translation

Translated by Ralph T.H. Griffith

1 As a good cow to him who milks, we call the doer of fair deeds,
To our assistance day by day.

2 Come thou to our libations, drink of Soma; Soma-drinker thou!
The rich One’s rapture giveth kine.

3 So may we be acquainted with thine innermost benevolence:
Neglect us not, come hitherward.

4 Go to the wise unconquered One, ask thou of Indra, skilled in song,
Him who is better than thy friends.

5 Whether the men who mock us say, Depart unto another place,
Ye who serve Indra and none else;

6 Or whether, God of wondrous deeds, all our true people call us blest,
Still may we dwell in Indra’s care.

7 Unto the swift One bring the swift, man-cheering, grace of sacrifice,
That to the Friend gives wings and joy.

8 Thou, Śatakratu, drankest this and wast the Vṛtras’ slayer; thou
Helpest the warrior in the fray.

9 We strengthen, Śatakratu, thee, yea, thee the powerful in fight,
That, Indra, we may win us wealth.

10 To him the mighty stream of wealth, prompt friend of him who pours the juice,
Yea, to this Indra sing your song.