Sukta 38

कद्ध नूनं कधप्रियः पिता पुत्रं न हस्तयोः। दधिध्वे वृक्तबर्हिषः॥

kaddha nūnaṁ kadhapriyaḥ pitā putraṁ na hastayoḥ | dadhidhve vṛktabarhiṣaḥ ||

WHAT now? When will ye take us by both hands, as a dear sire his son, Gods, for whom sacred grass is clipped?

क्व नूनं कद्वो अर्थं गन्ता दिवो न पृथिव्याः। क्व वो गावो न रण्यन्ति॥

kva nūnaṁ kadvo arthaṁ gantā divo na pṛthivyāḥ | kva vo gāvo na raṇyanti ||

Now whither? To what goal of yours go ye in heaven, and not on earth? Where do your cows disport themselves?

क्व वः सुम्ना नव्यांसि मरुतः क्व सुविता। क्वो विश्वानि सौभगा॥

kva vaḥ sumnā navyāṁsi marutaḥ kva suvitā | kvo viśvāni saubhagā ||

Where are your newest favours shown? Where, Maruts, your prosperity? Where all your high felicities?

यद्यूयं पृश्निमातरो मर्तासः स्यातन। स्तोता वो अमृतः स्यात्॥

yadyūyaṁ pṛśnimātaro martāsaḥ syātana | stotā vo amṛtaḥ syāt ||

If, O ye Maruts, ye the Sons whom Prsni bore, were mortal, and Immortal he who sings your praise.

मा वो मृगो न यवसे जरिता भूदजोष्यः। पथा यमस्य गादुप॥

mā vo mṛgo na yavase jaritā bhūdajoṣyaḥ | pathā yamasya gādupa ||

Then never were your praiser loathed like a wild beast in pasture-land, Nor should he go on Yama's path.

मो षु णः परापरा निरृतिर्दुर्हणा वधीत्। पदीष्ट तृष्णया सह॥

mo ṣu ṇaḥ parāparā nirṛtirdurhaṇā vadhīt | padīṣṭa tṛṣṇayā saha ||

Let not destructive plague on plague hard to be conquered, strike its down: Let each, with drought, depart from us.

सत्यं त्वेषा अमवन्तो धन्वञ्चिदा रुद्रियासः। मिहं कृण्वन्त्यवाताम्॥

satyaṁ tveṣā amavanto dhanvañcidā rudriyāsaḥ | mihaṁ kṛṇvantyavātām ||

Truly, they the fierce and mighty Sons of Rudra send their windless Rain e'en on the desert places.

वाश्रेव विद्युन्मिमाति वत्सं न माता सिषक्ति। यदेषां वृष्टिरसर्जि॥

vāśreva vidyunmimāti vatsaṁ na mātā siṣakti | yadeṣāṁ vṛṣṭirasarji ||

Like a cow the lightning lows and follows, motherlike, her youngling, When their rain-flood hath been loosened.

दिवा चित्तमः कृण्वन्ति पर्जन्येनोदवाहेन। यत्पृथिवीं व्युन्दन्ति॥

divā cittamaḥ kṛṇvanti parjanyenodavāhena | yatpṛthivīṁ vyundanti ||

When they inundate the earth they spread forth darkness e'en in day time, With the water-laden rain-cloud.

अध स्वनान्मरुतां विश्वमा सद्म पार्थिवम्। अरेजन्त प्र मानुषाः॥

adha svanānmarutāṁ viśvamā sadma pārthivam | arejanta pra mānuṣāḥ ||

O Maruts, at your voice's sound this earthly habitation shakes, And each man reels who dwells therein.

मरुतो वीळुपाणिभिश्चित्रा रोधस्वतीरनु। यातेमखिद्रयामभिः॥

maruto vīḻupāṇibhiścitrā rodhasvatīranu | yātemakhidrayāmabhiḥ ||

O Maruts, with your strong-hoofed steeds, unhindered in their courses, haste Along the bright embanked streams.

स्थिरा वः सन्तु नेमयो रथा अश्वास एषाम्। सुसंस्कृता अभीशवः॥

sthirā vaḥ santu nemayo rathā aśvāsa eṣām | susaṁskṛtā abhīśavaḥ ||

Firm be the fellies of your wheels, steady your horses and your cars, And may your reins be fashioned well.

अच्छा वदा तना गिरा जरायै ब्रह्मणस्पतिम्। अग्निं मित्रं न दर्शतम्॥

acchā vadā tanā girā jarāyai brahmaṇaspatim | agniṁ mitraṁ na darśatam ||

Invite thou hither with this song, for praise, Agni the Lord of Prayer, Him who is fair as Mitra is.

मिमीहि श्लोकमास्ये पर्जन्य इव ततनः। गाय गायत्रमुक्थ्यम्॥

mimīhi ślokamāsye parjanya iva tatanaḥ | gāya gāyatramukthyam ||

Form in thy mouth the hymn of praise expand thee like, a rainy cloud Sing forth the measured eulogy.

वन्दस्व मारुतं गणं त्वेषं पनस्युमर्किणम्। अस्मे वृद्धा असन्निह॥

vandasva mārutaṁ gaṇaṁ tveṣaṁ panasyumarkiṇam | asme vṛddhā asanniha ||

Sing glory to the Marut host, praiseworthy, tuneful, vigorous: Here let the Strong Ones dwell with us.