Sukta 54

मा नो अस्मिन्मघवन्पृत्स्वंहसि नहि ते अन्तः शवसः परीणशे। अक्रन्दयो नद्यो रोरुवद्वना कथा न क्षोणीर्भियसा समारत॥

mā no asminmaghavanpṛtsvaṁhasi nahi te antaḥ śavasaḥ parīṇaśe | akrandayo nadyo roruvadvanā kathā na kṣoṇīrbhiyasā samārata ||

URGE us not, Maghavan, to this distressful fight, for none may comprehend the limit of thy strength. Thou with fierce shout hast made the woods and rivers roar: did not men run in crowds together in their fear?

अर्चा शक्राय शाकिने शचीवते शृण्वन्तमिन्द्रं महयन्नभि ष्टुहि। यो धृष्णुना शवसा रोदसी उभे वृषा वृषत्वा वृषभो न्यृञ्जते॥

arcā śakrāya śākine śacīvate śṛṇvantamindraṁ mahayannabhi ṣṭuhi | yo dhṛṣṇunā śavasā rodasī ubhe vṛṣā vṛṣatvā vṛṣabho nyṛñjate ||

Sing hymns of praise to Sakra, Lord of power and might; laud thou and magnify Indra who hearcth thee, Who with his daring might, a Bull exceeding strong in strength, maketh him master of the heaven and earth.

अर्चा दिवे बृहते शूष्यं वचः स्वक्षत्रं यस्य धृषतो धृषन्मनः। बृहच्छ्रवा असुरो बर्हणा कृतः पुरो हरिभ्यां वृषभो रथो हि षः॥

arcā dive bṛhate śūṣyaṁ vacaḥ svakṣatraṁ yasya dhṛṣato dhṛṣanmanaḥ | bṛhacchravā asuro barhaṇā kṛtaḥ puro haribhyāṁ vṛṣabho ratho hi ṣaḥ ||

Sing forth to lofty Dyaus a strength-bestowing song, the Bold, whose resolute mind hath independent sway. High glory hath the Asura, compact of strength, drawn on by two Bay Steeds: a Bull, a Car is he.

त्वं दिवो बृहतः सानु कोपयोऽव त्मना धृषता शम्बरं भिनत्। यन्मायिनो व्रन्दिनो मन्दिना धृषच्छितां गभस्तिमशनिं पृतन्यसि॥

tvaṁ divo bṛhataḥ sānu kopayo'va tmanā dhṛṣatā śambaraṁ bhinat | yanmāyino vrandino mandinā dhṛṣacchitāṁ gabhastimaśaniṁ pṛtanyasi ||

The ridges of the lofty heaven thou madest shake; thou, daring, of thyself smotest through Sambara, When bold with gladdening juice, thou warredst with thy bolt, sharp and twoedged, against the banded sorcerers.

नि यद्वृणक्षि श्वसनस्य मूर्धनि शुष्णस्य चिद्व्रन्दिनो रोरुवद्वना। प्राचीनेन मनसा बर्हणावता यदद्या चित्कृणवः कस्त्वा परि॥

ni yadvṛṇakṣi śvasanasya mūrdhani śuṣṇasya cidvrandino roruvadvanā | prācīnena manasā barhaṇāvatā yadadyā citkṛṇavaḥ kastvā pari ||

When with a roar that fills the woods, thou forcest down on wind's head the stores which 8usga kept confined, Who shall have power to stay thee firm and eager-souled from doing still this day what thou of old hast done?

त्वमाविथ नर्यं तुर्वशं यदुं त्वं तुर्वीतिं वय्यं शतक्रतो। त्वं रथमेतशं कृत्व्ये धने त्वं पुरो नवतिं दम्भयो नव॥

tvamāvitha naryaṁ turvaśaṁ yaduṁ tvaṁ turvītiṁ vayyaṁ śatakrato | tvaṁ rathametaśaṁ kṛtvye dhane tvaṁ puro navatiṁ dambhayo nava ||

Thou helpest Narya, Turvasa, and Yadu, and Vayya's son Turviti, Satakratu! Thou helpest horse and car in final battle thou breakest down the nine-and-ninety castles.

स घा राजा सत्पतिः शूशुवज्जनो रातहव्यः प्रति यः शासमिन्वति। उक्था वा यो अभिगृणाति राधसा दानुरस्मा उपरा पिन्वते दिवः॥

sa ghā rājā satpatiḥ śūśuvajjano rātahavyaḥ prati yaḥ śāsaminvati | ukthā vā yo abhigṛṇāti rādhasā dānurasmā uparā pinvate divaḥ ||

A hero-lord is he, King of a mighty folk, who offers free oblations and promotes the Law, Who with a bounteous guerdon welcomes hymns of praise: for him flows down the abundant stream below the sky.

असमं क्षत्रमसमा मनीषा प्र सोमपा अपसा सन्तु नेमे। ये त इन्द्र ददुषो वर्धयन्ति महि क्षत्रं स्थविरं वृष्ण्यं च॥

asamaṁ kṣatramasamā manīṣā pra somapā apasā santu neme | ye ta indra daduṣo vardhayanti mahi kṣatraṁ sthaviraṁ vṛṣṇyaṁ ca ||

His power is matchless, matchless is his wisdom; chief, through their work, be some who drink the Soma, Those, Indra, who increase the lordly power, the firm heroic strength of thee the Giver.

तुभ्येदेते बहुला अद्रिदुग्धाश्चमूषदश्चमसा इन्द्रपानाः। व्यश्नुहि तर्पया काममेषामथा मनो वसुदेयाय कृष्व॥

tubhyedete bahulā adridugdhāścamūṣadaścamasā indrapānāḥ | vyaśnuhi tarpayā kāmameṣāmathā mano vasudeyāya kṛṣva ||

Therefore for thee are these abundant beakers Indra's drink, stone-pressed juices held in ladles. Quaff them and satisfy therewith thy longing; then fix thy mind upon bestowing treasure.

अपामतिष्ठद्धरुणह्वरं तमोऽन्तर्वृत्रस्य जठरेषु पर्वतः। अभीमिन्द्रो नद्यो वव्रिणा हिता विश्वा अनुष्ठाः प्रवणेषु जिघ्नते॥

apāmatiṣṭhaddharuṇahvaraṁ tamo'ntarvṛtrasya jaṭhareṣu parvataḥ | abhīmindro nadyo vavriṇā hitā viśvā anuṣṭhāḥ pravaṇeṣu jighnate ||

There darkness stood, the vault that stayed the waters' flow: in Vrtra's hollow side the rain-cloud lay concealed. But Indra smote the rivers which the obstructer stayed, flood following after flood, down steep declivitics.

स शेवृधमधि धा द्युम्नमस्मे महि क्षत्रं जनाषाळिन्द्र तव्यम्। रक्षा च नो मघोनः पाहि सूरीन्राये च नः स्वपत्या इषे धाः॥

sa śevṛdhamadhi dhā dyumnamasme mahi kṣatraṁ janāṣāḻindra tavyam | rakṣā ca no maghonaḥ pāhi sūrīnrāye ca naḥ svapatyā iṣe dhāḥ ||

So give us, Indra, bliss-increasing glory give us great sway and strength that conquers people. Preserve our wealthy patrons, save our princes; vouchsafe us wealth and food with noble offspring.