Rigveda 1.168

HYMN CLXVIII. MARUTS. · १० अगस्त्यो मैत्रावरुणिः । मरुतः। जगती, ८-१० त्रिष्टुप्।

1.168.1

य॒ज्ञाय॑ज्ञा वः सम॒ना तु॑तु॒र्वणि॒र्धियं॑धियं वो देव॒या उ॑ दधिध्वे | आ वो॒ऽर्वाच॑: सुवि॒ताय॒ रोद॑स्योर्म॒हे व॑वृत्या॒मव॑से सुवृ॒क्तिभि॑: ||

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1.168.1

य॒ज्ञाय॑ज्ञा वः सम॒ना तु॑तु॒र्वणि॒र्धियं॑धियं वो देव॒या उ॑ दधिध्वे | आ वो॒ऽर्वाच॑: सुवि॒ताय॒ रोद॑स्योर्म॒हे व॑वृत्या॒मव॑से सुवृ॒क्तिभि॑: ||

SWIFT gain is his who hath you near at every rite: ye welcome every song of him who serves the Gods. So may I turn you hither with fair hymns of praise to give great succour for the weal of both the worlds.

Swift gain is his who has you near at every rite; you welcome every song of him who serves the Gods. So may I turn you hither with fair hymns for great succour and the weal of both the worlds.

Āśu lābha when Maruts are yajña-near; they welcome stoma of devayu; poet ā vavṛtyām for ubhayor lokayoḥ śarma.

Keep catalytic allies near recurring work. Aim help at both worlds—inner and outer, local and wider.

1.168.2

व॒व्रासो॒ न ये स्व॒जाः स्वत॑वस॒ इषं॒ स्व॑रभि॒जाय॑न्त॒ धूत॑यः | स॒ह॒स्रिया॑सो अ॒पां नोर्मय॑ आ॒सा गावो॒ वन्द्या॑सो॒ नोक्षण॑: ||

Surrounding, as it were, self-born, self-powerful, they spring to life the shakers-down of food and light; Like as the countess undulations of the floods, worthy of praise when near, like bullocks and like kine.

Surrounding as it were, self-born, self-powerful, they spring to life—shakers-down of food and light—like countless flood undulations, praiseworthy near, like bullocks and like kine.

Svajāḥ, svatavasaḥ, iṣam and jyotiḥ shaking down; flood-ūrmi simile and go-vṛṣabha nearness. Self-originating abundance-storm.

Value self-starting forces that shake loose both fuel and light. Nearness makes them praiseworthy—proximity to generative power.

1.168.3

सोमा॑सो॒ न ये सु॒तास्तृ॒प्तांश॑वो हृ॒त्सु पी॒तासो॑ दु॒वसो॒ नास॑ते | ऐषा॒मंसे॑षु र॒म्भिणी॑व रारभे॒ हस्ते॑षु खा॒दिश्च॑ कृ॒तिश्च॒ सं द॑धे ||

They who, like Somas with their well-grown stalks pressed out, imbibed within the heart, dwell there in friendly wise. Upon their shoulders rests as ’twere a warrior's spear and in their hand they hold a dagger and a ring.

They who, like Somas with well-grown stalks pressed out, dwell heart-imbibed in friendly wise—upon their shoulders a warrior's spear, in hand dagger and ring.

Soma-simile of pressed stalks; hṛdi friendly dwelling; shoulder ṛṣṭi, hand vāśī and khādi—armed intimacy.

Keep sharp tools even in heart-friendship. Soft presence with ready edge is Marut competence.

1.168.4

अव॒ स्वयु॑क्ता दि॒व आ वृथा॑ ययु॒रम॑र्त्या॒: कश॑या चोदत॒ त्मना॑ | अ॒रे॒णव॑स्तुविजा॒ता अ॑चुच्यवुर्दृ॒ळहानि॑ चिन्म॒रुतो॒ भ्राज॑दृष्टयः ||

Self-yoked they have descended lightly from the sky. With your own lash, Immortals, urge yourselves to speed. Unstained by dust the Maruts, mighty in their strength, have cast down e’en firm things, armed with their shining spears.

Self-yoked they have descended lightly from the sky. With your own lash, Immortals, urge yourselves to speed. Unstained by dust the Maruts, mighty in strength, have cast down even firm things with shining spears.

Svayujo dyóḥ; self-kaśā; areṇavaḥ toppling dhruvāṇi. Autonomous descent without dust-stain—pure force.

Self-motivation without 'dust'—clean process—can overturn stuck firmness. Urge yourself; don't wait for external whips alone.

1.168.5

को वो॒ऽन्तर्म॑रुत ऋष्टिविद्युतो॒ रेज॑ति॒ त्मना॒ हन्वे॑व जि॒ह्वया॑ | ध॒न्व॒च्युत॑ इ॒षां न याम॑नि पुरु॒प्रैषा॑ अह॒न्यो॒३ नैत॑शः ||

Who among you, O Maruts armed with lightning-spears, moveth you by himself, as with the tongue his jaws? Ye rush from heaven's floor as though ye sought for food, on many errands like the Sun's diurnal Steed.

Who among you, lightning-speared Maruts, moves you by himself as the tongue moves the jaws? You rush from heaven's floor as if seeking food, on many errands like the Sun's daily Steed.

Who is antaryāmin of the host? Rush from divás pṛṣṭham like Sūrya'śva on bahú errands—many missions of one solar pattern.

Find what 'tongue' moves your team's jaws—the small inner cue. Many errands can still follow one solar discipline.

1.168.6

क्व॑ स्विद॒स्य रज॑सो म॒हस्परं॒ क्वाव॑रं मरुतो॒ यस्मि॑न्नाय॒य | यच्च्या॒वय॑थ विथु॒रेव॒ संहि॑तं॒ व्यद्रि॑णा पतथ त्वे॒षम॑र्ण॒वम् ||

Say where, then, is this mighty region's farthest bound, where, Maruts, is the lowest depth that ye have reached, When ye cast down like chaff the firmly stablished pile, and from the mountain send the glittering water-flood?

Say where is this mighty region's farthest bound, where the lowest depth you have reached, when you cast down like chaff the firmly stablished pile and from the mountain send the glittering water-flood?

Anta and budhna questions; firm sānu like chaff; giri releases śukraṃ arṇaḥ. Storm hydrology as answer to limit-questions.

Probe limits by watching what your force topples and what waters it releases. Depth shows in liberated flow from hard places.

1.168.7

सा॒तिर्न वोऽम॑वती॒ स्व॑र्वती त्वे॒षा विपा॑का मरुत॒: पिपि॑ष्वती | भ॒द्रा वो॑ रा॒तिः पृ॑ण॒तो न दक्षि॑णा पृथु॒ज्रयी॑ असु॒र्ये॑व॒ जञ्ज॑ती ||

Your winning is with strength, dazzling, with heavenly light, with fruit mature, O Maruts, fall of plenteousness. Auspicious is your gift like a free giver's meed, victorious, spreading far, as of immortal Gods.

Your winning is with strength, dazzling, with heavenly light, with mature fruit, O Maruts, full of plenteousness. Auspicious is your gift like a free giver's meed—victorious, spreading far, as of immortal Gods.

Jaya via bala, dyumna, pakva phala; rāti like mīḍhuṣaḥ—immortal-style spreading victory-gift.

Win with ripe fruit, not only glare. Gifts that spread like free immortal giving beat narrowly clutched trophies.

1.168.8

प्रति॑ ष्टोभन्ति॒ सिन्ध॑वः प॒विभ्यो॒ यद॒भ्रियां॒ वाच॑मुदी॒रय॑न्ति | अव॑ स्मयन्त वि॒द्युत॑: पृथि॒व्यां यदी॑ घृ॒तं म॒रुत॑: प्रुष्णु॒वन्ति॑ ||

The rivers roar before your chariot fellies when they are uttering the voice of rain-clouds. The lightnings laugh upon the earth beneath them, what time the Maruts scatter forth their fatness.

The rivers roar before your chariot fellies when they utter the voice of rain-clouds. The lightnings laugh upon the earth beneath them when the Maruts scatter forth their fatness.

Nadyaḥ before nemi; megha-vāc; vidyutaḥ 'laugh' as ghṛta scatters—joyful hydrology.

Let preparatory 'rivers roar' before impact, and let release look like laughter—generous scattering of fatness/nurture.

1.168.9

असू॑त॒ पृश्नि॑र्मह॒ते रणा॑य त्वे॒षम॒यासां॑ म॒रुता॒मनी॑कम् | ते स॑प्स॒रासो॑ऽजनय॒न्ताभ्व॒मादित् स्व॒धामि॑षि॒रां पर्य॑पश्यन् ||

Pṛśni brought forth, to fight the mighty battle, the glittering army of the restless Maruts. Nurtured together they begat the monster, and then looked round them for the food that strengthens.

Prisni brought forth, to fight the mighty battle, the glittering army of the restless Maruts. Nurtured together they begat the monster, and then looked round them for the food that strengthens.

Pṛśni's garbha as Marut senā for mahāyuddha; together they generate vyáṃsam and seek iṣam—myth of storm-birth and hunger for strengthening food.

Born for great contests, cohorts still need strengthening food after birthing huge aims. Provision the army you raise.

1.168.10

ए॒ष व॒: स्तोमो॑ मरुत इ॒यं गीर्मा॑न्दा॒र्यस्य॑ मा॒न्यस्य॑ का॒रोः | एषा या॑सीष्ट त॒न्वे॑ व॒यां वि॒द्यामे॒षं वृ॒जनं॑ जी॒रदा॑नुम् ||

May this your laud, may this your song O Maruts, sung by the poet Māna's son, Māndārya, Bring offspring for ourselves with food to feed us. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.

May this your laud, this your song, O Maruts, sung by the poet Mana's son Mandarya, bring offspring with food to feed us. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.

Final Mandarya seal—prajā and vṛjana jīradānu as standing fruit of Marut-stuti.

Close storm-cycles with life and lunch. Strengthening food is the hymn's practical amen.