Rigveda 10.77

HYMN LXXVII. MARUTS. · ८ स्यूमरश्मिर्भार्गवः। मरुतः। त्रिष्टुप् , ५ जगती।

10.77.1

अ॒भ्र॒प्रुषो॒ न वा॒चा प्रु॑षा॒ वसु॑ ह॒विष्म॑न्तो॒ न य॒ज्ञा वि॑जा॒नुष॑: | सु॒मारु॑तं॒ न ब्र॒ह्माण॑म॒र्हसे॑ ग॒णम॑स्तोष्येषां॒ न शो॒भसे॑ ||

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10.77.1

अ॒भ्र॒प्रुषो॒ न वा॒चा प्रु॑षा॒ वसु॑ ह॒विष्म॑न्तो॒ न य॒ज्ञा वि॑जा॒नुष॑: | सु॒मारु॑तं॒ न ब्र॒ह्माण॑म॒र्हसे॑ ग॒णम॑स्तोष्येषां॒ न शो॒भसे॑ ||

As with their voice from cloud they sprinkle treasure so are the wise man's liberal sacrifices. I praise their Company that merits worship as the good Martits' priest to pay them honour.

10.77.2

श्रि॒ये मर्या॑सो अ॒ञ्जीँर॑कृण्वत सु॒मारु॑तं॒ न पू॒र्वीरति॒ क्षप॑: | दि॒वस्पु॒त्रास॒ एता॒ न ये॑तिर आदि॒त्यास॒स्ते अ॒क्रा न वा॑वृधुः ||

The youths have wrought their ornaments for glory through many nights,—this noble band of Maruts. Like stags the Sons of Dyatis have striven onward, the Sons of Aditi grown strong like pillars.

10.77.3

प्र ये दि॒वः पृ॑थि॒व्या न ब॒र्हणा॒ त्मना॑ रिरि॒च्रे अ॒भ्रान्न सूर्य॑: | पाज॑स्वन्तो॒ न वी॒राः प॑न॒स्यवो॑ रि॒शाद॑सो॒ न मर्या॑ अ॒भिद्य॑वः ||

They who extend beyond the earth and heaven, by their own mass, as from the cloud spreads Sūrya; Like mighty Heroes covetous of glory, like heavenly gallants who destroy the wicked.

10.77.4

यु॒ष्माकं॑ बु॒ध्ने अ॒पां न याम॑नि विथु॒र्यति॒ न म॒ही श्र॑थ॒र्यति॑ | वि॒श्वप्सु॑र्य॒ज्ञो अ॒र्वाग॒यं सु व॒: प्रय॑स्वन्तो॒ न स॒त्राच॒ आ ग॑त ||

When ye come nigh, as in the depth of waters, the earth is loosened, as it were, and shaken. This your all-feedin sacrifice approaches: come all united, fraught, as ’twere with viands.

10.77.5

यू॒यं धू॒र्षु प्र॒युजो॒ न र॒श्मिभि॒र्ज्योति॑ष्मन्तो॒ न भा॒सा व्यु॑ष्टिषु | श्ये॒नासो॒ न स्वय॑शसो रि॒शाद॑सः प्र॒वासो॒ न प्रसि॑तासः परि॒प्रुष॑: ||

Ye are like horses fastened to the chariot poles, luminous with your beams, with splendour as at dawn; Like self-bright falcons, punishers of wicked men, like hovering birds urged forward, scattering rain around.

10.77.6

प्र यद्वह॑ध्वे मरुतः परा॒काद्यू॒यं म॒हः सं॒वर॑णस्य॒ वस्व॑: | वि॒दा॒नासो॑ वसवो॒ राध्य॑स्या॒ऽऽराच्चि॒द्द्वेष॑: सनु॒तर्यु॑योत ||

When ye come forth, O Maruts, from the distance, from the great treasury of rich possessions, Knowing, O Vasus, boons that should be granted, even from afar drive back the men who hate us.

10.77.7

य उ॒दृचि॑ य॒ज्ञे अ॑ध्वरे॒ष्ठा म॒रुद्भ्यो॒ न मानु॑षो॒ ददा॑शत् | रे॒वत्स वयो॑ दधते सु॒वीरं॒ स दे॒वाना॒मपि॑ गोपी॒थे अ॑स्तु ||

He who, engaged in the rite's final duty brings, as a man, oblation to the Maruts, Wins him life's wealthy fulness, blest with heroes: he shall be present, too, where Gods drink Soma.

10.77.8

ते हि य॒ज्ञेषु॑ य॒ज्ञिया॑स॒ ऊमा॑ आदि॒त्येन॒ नाम्ना॒ शम्भ॑विष्ठाः | ते नो॑ऽवन्तु रथ॒तूर्म॑नी॒षां म॒हश्च॒ याम॑न्नध्व॒रे च॑का॒नाः ||

For these are helps adored at sacrifices, bringing good fortune by their name Ādityas. Speeding on cars let them protect our praises, delighting in our sacrifice and worship.