Rigveda 7.59

7.59.1

प्रगाथ: = ( विषमा बृहती, समा सतोबृहती ), ७-८, ९-११ गायत्री, १२ अनुष्टुप् | यं त्राय॑ध्व इ॒दमि॑दं॒ देवा॑सो॒ यं च॒ नय॑थ | तस्मा॑ अग्ने॒ वरु॑ण॒ मित्रार्य॑म॒न्मरु॑त॒: शर्म॑ यच्छत ||

WHOMSO ye rescue here and there, whomso ye guide, O Deities, To him give shelter, Agni, Mitra, Varuṇa, ye Maruts, and thou Aryaman.

7.59.2

यु॒ष्माकं॑ देवा॒ अव॒साह॑नि प्रि॒य ई॑जा॒नस्त॑रति॒ द्विष॑: | प्र स क्षयं॑ तिरते॒ वि म॒हीरिषो॒ यो वो॒ वरा॑य॒ दाश॑ति ||

Through your kind favour, Gods, on some auspicious day, the worshipper subdues his foes. That man increases home and strengthening ample food who brings you offerings as ye list.

7.59.3

न॒हि व॑श्चर॒मं च॒न वसि॑ष्ठः परि॒मंस॑ते | अ॒स्माक॑म॒द्य म॑रुतः सु॒ते सचा॒ विश्वे॑ पिबत का॒मिन॑: ||

Vasiṣṭha will not overlook the lowliest one among you all. O Maruts, of our Soma juice effused to-day drink all of you with eager haste.

7.59.4

न॒हि व॑ ऊ॒तिः पृत॑नासु॒ मर्ध॑ति॒ यस्मा॒ अरा॑ध्वं नरः | अ॒भि व॒ आव॑र्त्सुम॒तिर्नवी॑यसी॒ तूयं॑ यात पिपीषवः ||

Your succour in the battle injures not the man to whom ye, Heroes, grant your gifts. May your most recent favour turn to us again. Come quickly, ye who fain would drink.

7.59.5

ओ षु घृ॑ष्विराधसो या॒तनान्धां॑सि पी॒तये॑ | इ॒मा वो॑ ह॒व्या म॑रुतो र॒रे हि कं॒ मो ष्व१न्यत्र॑ गन्तन ||

Come hitherward to drink the juice, O ye whose bounties give you joy. These offerings are for you, these, Maruts, I present. Go not to any place but this.

7.59.6

आ च॑ नो ब॒र्हिः सद॑तावि॒ता च॑ नः स्पा॒र्हाणि॒ दात॑वे॒ वसु॑ | अस्रे॑धन्तो मरुतः सो॒म्ये मधौ॒ स्वाहे॒ह मा॑दयाध्वै ||

Sit on our sacred grass, be graciously inclined to give the wealth for which we long, To take delight, ye Maruts, Friends of all, with Svāhā, in sweet Soma juice.

7.59.7

स॒स्वश्चि॒द्धि त॒न्व१: शुम्भ॑माना॒ आ हं॒सासो॒ नील॑पृष्ठा अपप्तन् | विश्वं॒ शर्धो॑ अ॒भितो॑ मा॒ नि षे॑द॒ नरो॒ न र॒ण्वाः सव॑ने॒ मद॑न्तः ||

Decking the beauty of their forms in secret the Swans with purple backs have flown down hither. Around me all the Company hath settled, like joyous Heroes glad in our libation.

7.59.8

यो नो॑ मरुतो अ॒भि दु॑र्हृणा॒युस्ति॒रश्चि॒त्तानि॑ वसवो॒ जिघां॑सति | द्रु॒हः पाशा॒न्प्रति॒ स मु॑चीष्ट॒ तपि॑ष्ठेन॒ हन्म॑ना हन्तना॒ तम् ||

Maruts, the man whose wrath is hard to master, he who would slay us ere we think, O Vasus, May he be tangled in the toils of mischief; smite ye him down with your most flaming weapon.

7.59.9

सांत॑पना इ॒दं ह॒विर्मरु॑त॒स्तज्जु॑जुष्टन | यु॒ष्माको॒ती रि॑शादसः ||

O Maruts, ye consuming Gods, enjoy this offering brought for you, To help us, ye who slay the foe.

7.59.10

गृह॑मेधास॒ आ ग॑त॒ मरु॑तो॒ माप॑ भूतन | यु॒ष्माको॒ती सु॑दानवः ||

Sharers of household sacrifice, come, Maruts, stay not far away, That ye may help us, Bounteous Ones.

7.59.11

इ॒हेह॑ वः स्वतवस॒: कव॑य॒: सूर्य॑त्वचः | य॒ज्ञं म॑रुत॒ आ वृ॑णे ||

Here, Self-strong Maruts, yea, even here. ye Sages with your sunbright skins I dedicate your sacrifice.

7.59.12

त्र्य॑म्बकं यजामहे सु॒गन्धिं॑ पुष्टि॒वर्ध॑नम् | उ॒र्वा॒रु॒कमि॑व॒ बन्ध॑नान्मृ॒त्योर्मु॑क्षीय॒ मामृता॑त् ||

Tryambaka we worship, sweet augmenter of prosperity. As from its stem the cucumber, so may I be released from death, not reft of immortality.