HYMN XC. VARIOUS. · ६ नृमेध-पुरुमेधावाङ्गिरसौ । इन्द्र: । १-४ प्रगाथ: = ( विषमा बृहती, समा सतोबृहती ) ।
8.90.1
आ नो॒ विश्वा॑सु॒ हव्य॒ इन्द्र॑: स॒मत्सु॑ भूषतु | उप॒ ब्रह्मा॑णि॒ सव॑नानि वृत्र॒हा प॑रम॒ज्या ऋची॑षमः ||
YEA, specially that mortal man hath toiled for service of the Gods, Who quickly hath brought near Mitra and Varuṇa. to share his sacrificial gifts.
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8.90.1
आ नो॒ विश्वा॑सु॒ हव्य॒ इन्द्र॑: स॒मत्सु॑ भूषतु | उप॒ ब्रह्मा॑णि॒ सव॑नानि वृत्र॒हा प॑रम॒ज्या ऋची॑षमः ||
YEA, specially that mortal man hath toiled for service of the Gods, Who quickly hath brought near Mitra and Varuṇa. to share his sacrificial gifts.
8.90.2
त्वं दा॒ता प्र॑थ॒मो राध॑साम॒स्यसि॑ स॒त्य ई॑शान॒कृत् | तु॒वि॒द्यु॒म्नस्य॒ युज्या वृ॑णीमहे पु॒त्रस्य॒ शव॑सो म॒हः ||
Supreme in sovran power, far-sighted, Chiefs and Kings, most swift to hear from far away, Both, wondrously, set them in motion as with arms, in company with Sūrya's beams.
8.90.3
ब्रह्मा॑ त इन्द्र गिर्वणः क्रि॒यन्ते॒ अन॑तिद्भुता | इ॒मा जु॑षस्व हर्यश्व॒ योज॒नेन्द्र॒ या ते॒ अम॑न्महि ||
The rapid messenger who runs before you, Mitra-Varuṇa, with iron head, swift to the draught,
8.90.4
त्वं हि स॒त्यो म॑घव॒न्नना॑नतो वृ॒त्रा भूरि॑ न्यृ॒ञ्जसे॑ | स त्वं श॑विष्ठ वज्रहस्त दा॒शुषे॒ऽर्वाञ्चं॑ र॒यिमा कृ॑धि ||
He whom no man may question, none may summon back, who stands not still for colloquy,— From hostile clash with him keep ye us safe this day: keep us in safety with your arms.
8.90.5
त्वमि॑न्द्र य॒शा अ॑स्यृजी॒षी श॑वसस्पते | त्वं वृ॒त्राणि॑ हंस्यप्र॒तीन्येक॒ इदनु॑त्ता चर्षणी॒धृता॑ ||
To Aryaman and Mitra sing a reverent song, O pious one, A pleasant hymn that shall protect to Varuṇa: sing forth a laud unto the Kings.
8.90.6
तमु॑ त्वा नू॒नम॑सुर॒ प्रचे॑तसं॒ राधो॑ भा॒गमि॑वेमहे | म॒हीव॒ कृत्ति॑: शर॒णा त॑ इन्द्र॒ प्र ते॑ सु॒म्ना नो॑ अश्नवन् ||
The true, Red Treasure they have sent, one only Son born of the Three. They, the Immortal Ones, never deceived, survey the families of mortal men.