Rigveda 6.35

HYMN XXXV. INDRA. · ५ नरो भारद्वाज:। इन्द्र: । त्रिष्टुप् ।

6.35.1

क॒दा भु॑व॒न्रथ॑क्षयाणि॒ ब्रह्म॑ क॒दा स्तो॒त्रे स॑हस्रपो॒ष्यं॑ दाः | क॒दा स्तोमं॑ वासयोऽस्य रा॒या क॒दा धिय॑: करसि॒ वाज॑रत्नाः ||

1 / 1

Scroll wheel or ↑ ↓ keys move between shlokas · swipe on touch

Source text

Complete verse transcript

Source: DharmicData Sanskrit; Griffith English via rigveda-online (public domain)

This reader preserves the available Sanskrit and attributed translation. A modern interpretation is shown only when reviewed text exists in the source record.

6.35.1

क॒दा भु॑व॒न्रथ॑क्षयाणि॒ ब्रह्म॑ क॒दा स्तो॒त्रे स॑हस्रपो॒ष्यं॑ दाः | क॒दा स्तोमं॑ वासयोऽस्य रा॒या क॒दा धिय॑: करसि॒ वाज॑रत्नाः ||

WHEN shall our prayers rest in thy car beside thee? When dost thou give the singer food for thousands? When wilt thou clothe this poet's laud with plenty, and when wilt thou enrich our hymns with booty?

6.35.2

कर्हि॑ स्वि॒त्तदि॑न्द्र॒ यन्नृभि॒र्नॄन्वी॒रैर्वी॒रान्नी॒ळया॑से॒ जया॒जीन् | त्रि॒धातु॒ गा अधि॑ जयासि॒ गोष्विन्द्र॑ द्यु॒म्नं स्व॑र्वद्धेह्य॒स्मे ||

When wilt thou gatber men with men, O Indra, heroes with heroes, and prevail in combat? Thou shalt win triply kine in frays for cattle, so, Indra, give thou us celestial glory.

6.35.3

कर्हि॑ स्वि॒त्तदि॑न्द्र॒ यज्ज॑रि॒त्रे वि॒श्वप्सु॒ ब्रह्म॑ कृ॒णव॑: शविष्ठ | क॒दा धियो॒ न नि॒युतो॑ युवासे क॒दा गोम॑घा॒ हव॑नानि गच्छाः ||

Yea, when wilt thou, O Indra, thou Most Mighty, make the prayer all-sustaining for the singer? When wilt thou yoke, as we yoke songs, thy Horses, and come to offerings that bring wealth in cattle?

6.35.4

स गोम॑घा जरि॒त्रे अश्व॑श्चन्द्रा॒ वाज॑श्रवसो॒ अधि॑ धेहि॒ पृक्ष॑: | पी॒पि॒हीष॑: सु॒दुघा॑मिन्द्र धे॒नुं भ॒रद्वा॑जेषु सु॒रुचो॑ रुरुच्याः ||

Grant to the Singer food with store of cattle, splendid with horses and the fame of riches. Send food to swell the milch-cow good at milking: bright be its shine among the Bharadvājas.

6.35.5

तमा नू॒नं वृ॒जन॑म॒न्यथा॑ चि॒च्छूरो॒ यच्छ॑क्र॒ वि दुरो॑ गृणी॒षे | मा निर॑रं शुक्र॒दुघ॑स्य धे॒नोरा॑ङ्गिर॒सान्ब्रह्म॑णा विप्र जिन्व ||

Lead otherwise this present foeman, Śakra! Hence art thou praised as Hero, foe destroyer Him who gives pure gifts may I praise unceasing. Sage, quicken the Aṅgirases by devotion.