HYMN LXVII. AGNI. · १० पराशरः शाक्त्यः। अग्निः। द्विपदा विराट्।
1.67.1
वने॑षु जा॒युर्मर्ते॑षु मि॒त्रो वृ॑णी॒ते श्रु॒ष्टिं, राजे॑वाजु॒र्यम् १ क्षेमो॒ न सा॒धुः, क्रतु॒र्न भ॒द्रो भुव॑त्स्वा॒धी, र्होता॑ हव्य॒वाट् ||
VICTORIOUS in the wood, Friend among men, ever he claims obedience as a King. Gracious like peace, blessing like mental power, Priest was he, offering-bearer, full of thought.
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1.67.1
वने॑षु जा॒युर्मर्ते॑षु मि॒त्रो वृ॑णी॒ते श्रु॒ष्टिं, राजे॑वाजु॒र्यम् १ क्षेमो॒ न सा॒धुः, क्रतु॒र्न भ॒द्रो भुव॑त्स्वा॒धी, र्होता॑ हव्य॒वाट् ||
VICTORIOUS in the wood, Friend among men, ever he claims obedience as a King. Gracious like peace, blessing like mental power, Priest was he, offering-bearer, full of thought.
1.67.2
२ हस्ते॒ दधा॑नो, नृ॒म्णा विश्वा॒न्यमे॑ दे॒वान् धा॒द् गुहा॑ नि॒षीद॑न् ३ वि॒दन्ती॒मत्र॒, नरो॑ धियं॒धा हृ॒दा यत् त॒ष्टान् मन्त्राँ॒ अशं॑सन् ||
He, bearing in his hand all manly might, crouched in the cavern, struck the Gods with fear. Men filled with understanding find him there, when they have sting prayers formed within their heart.
1.67.3
४ अ॒जो न क्षां, दा॒धार॑ पृथि॒वीं त॒स्तम्भ॒ द्यां मन्त्रे॑भिः स॒त्यैः ५ प्रि॒या प॒दानि॑, प॒श्वो नि पा॑हि वि॒श्वायु॑रग्ने, गु॒हा गुहं॑ गाः ||
He, like the Unborn, holds the broad earth up; and with effective utterance fixed the sky. O Agni, guard the spots which cattle love: thou, life of all, hast gone from lair to lair.
1.67.4
६ य ईं॑ चि॒केत॒, गुहा॒ भव॑न्त॒मा यः स॒साद॒ धारा॑मृ॒तस्य॑ ७ वि ये चृ॒तन्त्यृ॒ता सप॑न्त॒ आदिद् वसू॑नि॒ प्र व॑वाचास्मै ||
Whoso hath known him dwelling in his lair, and hath approached the stream of holy Law,— They who release him, paying sacred rites,—truly to such doth he announce great wealth.
1.67.5
८ वि यो वी॒रुत्सु॒, रोध॑न्महि॒त्वोत प्र॒जा, उ॒त प्र॒सूष्व॒न्तः ९ चित्ति॑र॒पां, दमे॑ वि॒श्वायु॒: सद्मे॑व॒ धीरा॑:, सं॒माय॑ चक्रुः ||
He who grows mightily in herbs, within each fruitful mother and each babe she bears, Wise, life of all men, in the waters’ home,—for him have sages built as ’twere a seat.