HYMN XXXVI. INDRA. · ६ प्रभूवसुराङ्गिरसः। इन्द्रः । त्रिष्टुप्, ३जगती।
5.36.1
स आ ग॑म॒दिन्द्रो॒ यो वसू॑नां॒ चिके॑त॒द् दातुं॒ दाम॑नो रयी॒णाम् | ध॒न्व॒च॒रो न वंस॑गस्तृषा॒णश्च॑कमा॒नः पि॑बतु दु॒ग्धमं॒शुम् ||
MAY Indra come to us, he who knows rightly to give forth treasures from his store of riches. Even as a thirsty steer who roams the deserts may he drink eagerly the milked-out Soma.
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5.36.1
स आ ग॑म॒दिन्द्रो॒ यो वसू॑नां॒ चिके॑त॒द् दातुं॒ दाम॑नो रयी॒णाम् | ध॒न्व॒च॒रो न वंस॑गस्तृषा॒णश्च॑कमा॒नः पि॑बतु दु॒ग्धमं॒शुम् ||
MAY Indra come to us, he who knows rightly to give forth treasures from his store of riches. Even as a thirsty steer who roams the deserts may he drink eagerly the milked-out Soma.
5.36.2
आ ते॒ हनू॑ हरिवः शूर॒ शिप्रे॒ रुह॒त् सोमो॒ न पर्व॑तस्य पृ॒ष्ठे | अनु॑ त्वा राज॒न्नर्व॑तो॒ न हि॒न्वन् गी॒र्भिर्म॑देम पुरुहूत॒ विश्वे॑ ||
Lord of Bay Horses, Hero, may the Soma rise to thy cheeks and jaws like mountain-ridges. May we, O King, as he who driveth coursers, all joy in thee with hymns, invoked of many!
5.36.3
च॒क्रं न वृ॒त्तं पु॑रुहूत वेपते॒ मनो॑ भि॒या मे॒ अम॑ते॒रिद॑द्रिवः | रथा॒दधि॑ त्वा जरि॒ता स॑दावृध कु॒विन्नु स्तो॑षन्मघवन् पुरू॒वसु॑: ||
Invoked of many, Caster of the Stone my heart quakes like a rolling wheel for fear of penury. Shall not Puruvasu the singer give thee praise, O ever-prospering Maghavan, mounted on thy car?
5.36.4
ए॒ष ग्रावे॑व जरि॒ता त॑ इ॒न्द्रेय॑र्ति॒ वाचं॑ बृ॒हदा॑शुषा॒णः | प्र स॒व्येन॑ मघव॒न् यंसि॑ रा॒यः प्र द॑क्षि॒णिद्ध॑रिवो॒ मा वि वे॑नः ||
Like the press-stone is this thy praiser, Indra. Loudly he lifts his voice with strong endeavour. With thy left hand, O Maghavan, give us riches: with thy right, Lord of Bays, be not reluctant.
5.36.5
वृषा॑ त्वा॒ वृष॑णं वर्धतु॒ द्यौर्वृषा॒ वृष॑भ्यां वहसे॒ हरि॑भ्याम् | स नो॒ वृषा॒ वृष॑रथः सुशिप्र॒ वृष॑क्रतो॒ वृषा॑ वज्रि॒न् भरे॑ धाः ||
May the strong Heaven make thee the Strong wax stronger: Strong, thou art borne by thy two strong Bay Horses. So, fair of cheek, with mighty chariot, mighty, uphold us, strong-willed, thunderarmed, in battle.
5.36.6
यो रोहि॑तौ वा॒जिनौ॑ वा॒जिनी॑वान् त्रि॒भिः श॒तैः सच॑माना॒वदि॑ष्ट | यूने॒ सम॑स्मै क्षि॒तयो॑ नमन्तां श्रु॒तर॑थाय मरुतो दुवो॒या ||
Maruts, let all the people in obeisance bow down before this youthful Srutaratha, Who, rich in steeds, gave me two dark red horses together with three hundred head of cattle.