HYMN CLXXV. INDRA. · ६ अगस्त्यो मैत्रावरुणिः । इन्द्रः। १ स्कंधोग्रीवी बृहती, २-५ अनुष्टुप्, ६ त्रिष्टुप्।
1.175.1
मत्स्यपा॑यि ते॒ मह॒: पात्र॑स्येव हरिवो मत्स॒रो मद॑: | वृषा॑ ते॒ वृष्ण॒ इन्दु॑र्वा॒जी स॑हस्र॒सात॑मः ||
GLAD thee: thy glory hath been quaffed, Lord of Bay Steeds, as ’twere the bowl's enlivening mead. For thee the Strong there is strong drink, mighty, omnipotent to win.
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1.175.1
मत्स्यपा॑यि ते॒ मह॒: पात्र॑स्येव हरिवो मत्स॒रो मद॑: | वृषा॑ ते॒ वृष्ण॒ इन्दु॑र्वा॒जी स॑हस्र॒सात॑मः ||
GLAD thee: thy glory hath been quaffed, Lord of Bay Steeds, as ’twere the bowl's enlivening mead. For thee the Strong there is strong drink, mighty, omnipotent to win.
1.175.2
आ न॑स्ते गन्तु मत्स॒रो वृषा॒ मदो॒ वरे॑ण्यः | स॒हावाँ॑ इन्द्र सान॒सिः पृ॑तना॒षाळम॑र्त्यः ||
Let our strong drink, most excellent, exhilarating, come to thee, Victorious, Indra! bringing gain, immortal conquering in fight,
1.175.3
त्वं हि शूर॒: सनि॑ता चो॒दयो॒ मनु॑षो॒ रथ॑म् | स॒हावा॒न् दस्यु॑मव्र॒तमोष॒: पात्रं॒ न शो॒चिषा॑ ||
Thou, Hero, winner of the spoil, urgest to speed the car of man. Burn, like a vessel with the flame, the lawless Dasyu, Conqueror!
1.175.4
मु॒षा॒य सूर्यं॑ कवे च॒क्रमीशा॑न॒ ओज॑सा | वह॒ शुष्णा॑य व॒धं कुत्सं॒ वात॒स्याश्वै॑: ||
Empowered by thine own might, O Sage, thou stolest Sūrya's chariot wheel. Thou barest Kutsa with the steeds of Wind to Śuṣṇa as his death.
1.175.5
शु॒ष्मिन्त॑मो॒ हि ते॒ मदो॑ द्यु॒म्निन्त॑म उ॒त क्रतु॑: | वृ॒त्र॒घ्ना व॑रिवो॒विदा॑ मंसी॒ष्ठा अ॑श्व॒सात॑मः ||
Most mighty is thy rapturous joy, most splendid is thine active power, Wherewith, foe-slaying, sending bliss, thou art supreme in gaining steeds.
1.175.6
यथा॒ पूर्वे॑भ्यो जरि॒तृभ्य॑ इन्द्र॒ मय॑ इ॒वापो॒ न तृष्य॑ते ब॒भूथ॑ | तामनु॑ त्वा नि॒विदं॑ जोहवीमि वि॒द्यामे॒षं वृ॒जनं॑ जी॒रदा॑नुम् ||
As thou, O Indra, to the ancient singers wast ever joy, as water to the thirsty, So unto thee I sing this invocation. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.