Rigveda 1.19

HYMN XIX. AGNI, MARUTS. · ९ मेधातिथिःकाण्वः। अग्निर्मरुतश्च।गायत्री।

1.19.1

प्रति॒ त्यं चारु॑मध्व॒रं गो॑पी॒थाय॒ प्र हू॑यसे | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

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1.19.1

प्रति॒ त्यं चारु॑मध्व॒रं गो॑पी॒थाय॒ प्र हू॑यसे | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

To this fair sacrifice to drink the milky draught thou art invoked: O Agni, with the Maruts come.

1.19.2

न॒हि दे॒वो न मर्त्यो॑ म॒हस्तव॒ क्रतुं॑ प॒रः | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

No mortal man, no God exceeds thy mental power, O Mighty one: O Agni, with the Maruts come:

1.19.3

ये म॒हो रज॑सो वि॒दुर्विश्वे॑ दे॒वासो॑ अ॒द्रुह॑: | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

All Gods devoid of guile, who know the mighty region of mid-air: O Agni, with those Maruts come.

1.19.4

य उ॒ग्रा अ॒र्कमा॑नृ॒चुरना॑धृष्टास॒ ओज॑सा | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

The terrible, who sing their song, not to be overcome by might: O Agni, with those Maruts come.

1.19.5

ये शु॒भ्रा घो॒रव॑र्पसः सुक्ष॒त्रासो॑ रि॒शाद॑सः | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

Brilliant, and awful in their form, mighty, devourers of their foes: O Agni, with those Maruts come.

1.19.6

ये नाक॒स्याधि॑ रोच॒ने दि॒वि दे॒वास॒ आस॑ते | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

Who sit as Deities in heaven, above the sky-vault's luminous sphere: O Agni, with those Maruts come.

1.19.7

य ई॒ङ्खय॑न्ति॒ पर्व॑तान् ति॒रः स॑मु॒द्रम॑र्ण॒वम् | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

Who scatter clouds about the sky, away over the billowy sea: O Agni, with those Maruts come.

1.19.8

आ ये त॒न्वन्ति॑ र॒श्मिभि॑स् ति॒रः स॑मु॒द्रमोज॑सा | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

Who with their bright beams spread them forth over the ocean in their might O Agni, with those Maruts come.

1.19.9

अ॒भि त्वा॑ पू॒र्वपी॑तये सृ॒जामि॑ सो॒म्यं मधु॑ | म॒रुद्भि॑रग्न॒ आ ग॑हि ||

For thee, to be thine early draught, I pour the Soma-mingled meath: O Agni, with the Maruts come.