HYMN XXXVII. INDRA. · ५ भौमोऽत्रिः। इन्द्रः। त्रिष्टुप्।
5.37.1
सं भा॒नुना॑ यतते॒ सूर्य॑स्या॒ऽऽजुह्वा॑नो घृ॒तपृ॑ष्ठ॒: स्वञ्चा॑: | तस्मा॒ अमृ॑ध्रा उ॒षसो॒ व्यु॑च्छा॒न् य इन्द्रा॑य सु॒नवा॒मेत्याह॑ ||
BEDEWED with holy oil and meetly worshipped, the Swift One vies with Sūrya's beam in splendour. For him may mornings dawn without cessation who saith, Let us press Soma out for Indra.
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5.37.1
सं भा॒नुना॑ यतते॒ सूर्य॑स्या॒ऽऽजुह्वा॑नो घृ॒तपृ॑ष्ठ॒: स्वञ्चा॑: | तस्मा॒ अमृ॑ध्रा उ॒षसो॒ व्यु॑च्छा॒न् य इन्द्रा॑य सु॒नवा॒मेत्याह॑ ||
BEDEWED with holy oil and meetly worshipped, the Swift One vies with Sūrya's beam in splendour. For him may mornings dawn without cessation who saith, Let us press Soma out for Indra.
5.37.2
समि॑द्धाग्निर्वनवत् स्ती॒र्णब॑र्हिर्यु॒क्तग्रा॑वा सु॒तसो॑मो जराते | ग्रावा॑णो॒ यस्ये॑षि॒रं वद॒न्त्यय॑दध्व॒र्युर्ह॒विषाव॒ सिन्धु॑म् ||
With kindled fire and strewn grass let him worship, and, Soma-presser, sing with stones adjusted: And let the priest whose press-stones ring forth loudly, go down with his oblation to the river.
5.37.3
व॒धूरि॒यं पति॑मि॒च्छन्त्ये॑ति॒ य ईं॒ वहा॑ते॒ महि॑षीमिषि॒राम् | आस्य॑ श्रवस्या॒द् रथ॒ आ च॑ घोषात् पु॒रू स॒हस्रा॒ परि॑ वर्तयाते ||
This wife is coming near who loves her husband who carries to his home a vigorous consort. Here may his car seek fame, here loudly thunder, and his wheel make a thousand revolutions.
5.37.4
न स राजा॑ व्यथते॒ यस्मि॒न्निन्द्र॑स्ती॒व्रं सोमं॒ पिब॑ति॒ गोस॑खायम् | आ स॑त्व॒नैरज॑ति॒ हन्ति॑ वृ॒त्रं क्षेति॑ क्षि॒तीः सु॒भगो॒ नाम॒ पुष्य॑न् ||
No troubles vex that King in whose home Indra drinks the sharp Soma juice with milk commingled. With heroes he drives near, he slays the foeman: Blest, cherishing that name, he guards his people.
5.37.5
पुष्या॒त् क्षेमे॑ अ॒भि योगे॑ भवात्यु॒भे वृतौ॑ संय॒ती सं ज॑याति | प्रि॒यः सूर्ये॑ प्रि॒यो अ॒ग्ना भ॑वाति॒ य इन्द्रा॑य सु॒तसो॑मो॒ ददा॑शत् ||
May he support in peace and win in battle: he masters both the hosts that meet together. Dear shall he be to Sūrya, dear to Agni, who with pressed Soma offers gifts to India.