HYMN LXXXII. Indra. – Rig Veda – Book 8

HYMN LXXXII. Indra. – Rig Veda – Book 8

आ पर दरव परावतो.अर्वावतश्च वर्त्रहन |
मध्वः परतिप्रभर्मणि ||

तीव्राः सोमास आ गहि सुतासो मादयिष्णवः |
पिबा दध्र्ग यथोचिषे ||

इषा मन्दस्वादु ते.अरं वराय मन्यवे |
भुवत त इन्द्र शं हर्दे ||

आ तवशत्रवा गहि नयुक्थानि च हूयसे |
उपमे रोचने दिवः ||

तुभ्यायमद्रिभिः सुतो गोभिः शरीतो मदाय कम |
पर सोम इन्द्र हूयते ||

इन्द्र शरुधि सु मे हवमस्मे सुतस्य गोमतः |
वि पीतिन्त्र्प्तिमश्नुहि ||

य इन्द्र चमसेष्वा सोमश्चमूषु ते सुतः |
पिबेदस्य तवमीशिषे ||

यो अप्सु चन्द्रमा इव सोमश्चमूषु दद्र्शे |
पिबेदस्य तवमीशिषे ||

यं ते शयेनः पदाभरत तिरो रजांस्यस्प्र्तम |
पिबेदस्य तवमीशिषे ||

ā pra drava parāvato.arvāvataśca vṛtrahan |
madhvaḥ pratiprabharmaṇi ||

tīvrāḥ somāsa ā ghahi sutāso mādayiṣṇavaḥ |
pibā dadhṛgh yathociṣe ||

iṣā mandasvādu te.araṃ varāya manyave |
bhuvat ta indra śaṃ hṛde ||

ā tvaśatravā ghahi nyukthāni ca hūyase |
upame rocane divaḥ ||

tubhyāyamadribhiḥ suto ghobhiḥ śrīto madāya kam |
pra soma indra hūyate ||

indra śrudhi su me havamasme sutasya ghomataḥ |
vi pītintṛptimaśnuhi ||

ya indra camaseṣvā somaścamūṣu te sutaḥ |
pibedasya tvamīśiṣe ||

yo apsu candramā iva somaścamūṣu dadṛśe |
pibedasya tvamīśiṣe ||

yaṃ te śyenaḥ padābharat tiro rajāṃsyaspṛtam |
pibedasya tvamīśiṣe ||

English Translation

Translated by Ralph T.H. Griffith

1. SURYA, thou mountest up to meet the Hero famous for his wealth,
Who hurls the bolt and works for man

2 Him who with might of both his arms brake nine-and-ninety castles down,
Slew Vṛtra and smote Ahi dead.

3 This Indra is our gracious Friend. He sends us in a full broad stream
Riches in horses, kine, and corn.

4 Whatever, Vṛtra-slayer! thou, Sūrya, hast risen upon to-day,
Tbat, Indra, all is in thy power.

5 When, Mighty One, Lord of the brave, thou thinkest thus, I shall not die,
That thought of thine is true indeed.

6 Thou, Indra, goest unto all Soma libations shed for thee,
Both far away and near at hand.

7 We make this Indra very strong to strike the mighty Vṛtra dead:
A vigorous Hero shall he be.

8 Indra was made for giving, set, most mighty, o’er the joyous draught.
Bright, meet for Soma, famed in song.

9 By song as ’twere, the powerful bolt which none may parry was prepared
Lofty, invincible he grew.

10 Indra, Song-lover, lauded, make even in the wilds fair ways for us,
Whenever, Maghavan, thou wilt.

11 Thou whose commandment and behest of sovran sway none disregards,
Neither audacious man nor God.

12 And both these Goddesses, Earth, Heaven, Lord of the beauteous helm! revere
Thy might which no one may resist.

13 Thou in the black cows and the red and in the cows with spotted skin
This white milk hast deposited.

14 When in their terror all the Gods shrank from the Dragon’s furious might,
Fear of the monster fell on them.

15 Then he was my Defender, then, Invincible, whose foe is not,
The Vṛtra-slayer showed his might.

16 Him your best Vṛtra-slayer, him the famous Champion of mankind
I urge to great munificence,

17 To come, Much-lauded! Many-named with this same thought that longs for milk,
Whene’er the Soma juice is shed.

18 Much-honoured by libations, may the Vṛtra-slayer wake for us:
May Śakra listen to our prayers.

19 O Hero, with that aid dost thou delight us, with what succour bring
Riches to those who worship thee?

20 With whose libation joys the Strong, the Hero with his team who quells
The foe, to drink the Soma juice?

21 Rejoicing in thy spirit bring thousandfold opulence to us:
Enrich thy votary with gifts.

22 These juices with their wedded wives flow to enjoyment lovingly:
To waters speeds the restless one.

23 Presented strengthening gifts have sent Indra away at sacrifice,
With might, onto the cleansing bath.

24 These two who share his feast, Bay Steeds with golden manes, shall bring him to
The banquet that is laid for him.

25 For thee, O Lord of Light, are shed these Soma-drops, and grass is strewn
Bring Indra to his worshippers.

26 May Indra give thee skill, and lights of heaven, wealth to his votary
And priests who praise him: laud ye him.

27 O Śatakratu, wondrous strength and all our lauds I bring to thee:
Be gracious to thy worshippers.

28 Bring to us all things excellent, O Śatakratu, food and strength:
For, Indra, thou art kind to us.

29 O Śatakratu, bring to us all blessings, all felicity:
Fbr, Indra, thou art kind to us.

30 Bearing the Soma juice we call, best Vṛtra-slayer, unto thee:
For, Indra, thou art kind to us.

31 Come, Lord of rapturous, joys, to our libation with thy Bay Steeds, come
To our libation with thy Steeds.

32 Known as best Vṛtra-slayer erst, as Indra Śatakratu, come
With Bay Steeds to the juice we shed.

33 O Vṛtra-slayer, thou art he who drinks these drops of Soma: come
With Bay Steeds to the juice we shed.

34 May Indra give, to aid us, wealth handy that rules the Skilful Ones:
Yea, may the Strong give potent wealth.