Sukta 62

प्र मन्महे शवसानाय शूषमाङ्गूषं गिर्वणसे अङ्गिरस्वत्। सुवृक्तिभिः स्तुवत ऋग्मियायार्चामार्कं नरे विश्रुताय॥

pra manmahe śavasānāya śūṣamāṅgūṣaṁ girvaṇase aṅgirasvat | suvṛktibhiḥ stuvata ṛgmiyāyārcāmārkaṁ nare viśrutāya ||

LIKE Angiras a gladdening laud we ponder to him who loveth song, exceeding mighty. Let us sing glory to the far-famed Hero who must be praised with fair hymns by the singer.

प्र वो महे महि नमो भरध्वमाङ्गूष्यं शवसानाय साम। येना नः पूर्वे पितरः पदज्ञा अर्चन्तो अङ्गिरसो गा अविन्दन्॥

pra vo mahe mahi namo bharadhvamāṅgūṣyaṁ śavasānāya sāma | yenā naḥ pūrve pitaraḥ padajñā arcanto aṅgiraso gā avindan ||

Unto the great bring ye great adoration, a chant with praise to him exceeding mighty, Through whom our sires, Angirases, singing praises and knowing well the places, found the cattle.

इन्द्रस्याङ्गिरसां चेष्टौ विदत्सरमा तनयाय धासिम्। बृहस्पतिर्भिनदद्रिं विदद्गाः समुस्रियाभिर्वावशन्त नरः॥

indrasyāṅgirasāṁ ceṣṭau vidatsaramā tanayāya dhāsim | bṛhaspatirbhinadadriṁ vidadgāḥ samusriyābhirvāvaśanta naraḥ ||

When Indra and the Angirases desired it, Sarama found provision for her offipring. Brhaspati cleft the mountain, found the cattle: the heroes shouted with the kine in triumph.

स सुष्टुभा स स्तुभा सप्त विप्रैः स्वरेणाद्रिं स्वर्यो नवग्वैः। सरण्युभिः फलिगमिन्द्र शक्र वलं रवेण दरयो दशग्वैः॥

sa suṣṭubhā sa stubhā sapta vipraiḥ svareṇādriṁ svaryo navagvaiḥ | saraṇyubhiḥ phaligamindra śakra valaṁ raveṇa darayo daśagvaiḥ ||

Mid shout, loud shout, and roar, with the Navagvas, seven singers, hast thou, heavenly, rent the mountain; Thou hast, with speeders, with Dasagvas, Indra, Sakra, with thunder rent obstructive Vala.

गृणानो अङ्गिरोभिर्दस्म वि वरुषसा सूर्येण गोभिरन्धः। वि भूम्या अप्रथय इन्द्र सानु दिवो रज उपरमस्तभायः॥

gṛṇāno aṅgirobhirdasma vi varuṣasā sūryeṇa gobhirandhaḥ | vi bhūmyā aprathaya indra sānu divo raja uparamastabhāyaḥ ||

Praised by Angirases, thou, foe-destroyer, hast, with the Dawn, Sun, rays, dispellcd the darkness. Thou Indra, hast spread out the earths high ridges, and firmly fixed the region under heaven.

तदु प्रयक्षतममस्य कर्म दस्मस्य चारुतममस्ति दंसः। उपह्वरे यदुपरा अपिन्वन्मध्वर्णसो नद्यश्चतस्रः॥

tadu prayakṣatamamasya karma dasmasya cārutamamasti daṁsaḥ | upahvare yaduparā apinvanmadhvarṇaso nadyaścatasraḥ ||

This is the deed most worthy of all honour, the fairest marvel of the Wonder-Worker, That, nigh where heaven bends down, he made four rivers flow full with waves that carry down sweet water.

द्विता वि वव्रे सनजा सनीळे अयास्यः स्तवमानेभिरर्कैः। भगो न मेने परमे व्योमन्नधारयद्रोदसी सुदंसाः॥

dvitā vi vavre sanajā sanīḻe ayāsyaḥ stavamānebhirarkaiḥ | bhago na mene parame vyomannadhārayadrodasī sudaṁsāḥ ||

Unwearied, won with lauding hymns, he parted of old the ancient Pair, united ever. In highest sky like Bhaga, he the doer of marvels set both Dames and earth and heaven.

सनाद्दिवं परि भूमा विरूपे पुनर्भुवा युवती स्वेभिरेवैः। कृष्णेभिरक्तोषा रुशद्भिर्वपुर्भिरा चरतो अन्यान्या॥

sanāddivaṁ pari bhūmā virūpe punarbhuvā yuvatī svebhirevaiḥ | kṛṣṇebhiraktoṣā ruśadbhirvapurbhirā carato anyānyā ||

Still born afresh, young Dames, each in her manner, unlike in hue, the Pair in alternation Round heaven and earth from ancient time have travelled, Night with her dark limbs, Dawn with limbs of splendour.

सनेमि सख्यं स्वपस्यमानः सूनुर्दाधार शवसा सुदंसाः। आमासु चिद्दधिषे पक्वमन्तः पयः कृष्णासु रुशद्रोहिणीषु॥

sanemi sakhyaṁ svapasyamānaḥ sūnurdādhāra śavasā sudaṁsāḥ | āmāsu ciddadhiṣe pakvamantaḥ payaḥ kṛṣṇāsu ruśadrohiṇīṣu ||

Rich in good actions, skilled in operation, the Son with might maintains his perfect friendship. Thou in the raw cows, black of hue or ruddy, storest the ripe milk glossy white in colour.

सनात्सनीळा अवनीरवाता व्रता रक्षन्ते अमृताः सहोभिः। पुरू सहस्रा जनयो न पत्नीर्दुवस्यन्ति स्वसारो अह्रयाणम्॥

sanātsanīḻā avanīravātā vratā rakṣante amṛtāḥ sahobhiḥ | purū sahasrā janayo na patnīrduvasyanti svasāro ahrayāṇam ||

Their paths, of old connected, rest uninjured; they with great might preserve the immortal statutes. For many thousand holy works the Sisters wait on the haughty Lord like wives and matrons.

सनायुवो नमसा नव्यो अर्कैर्वसूयवो मतयो दस्म दद्रुः। पतिं न पत्नीरुशतीरुशन्तं स्पृशन्ति त्वा शवसावन्मनीषाः॥

sanāyuvo namasā navyo arkairvasūyavo matayo dasma dadruḥ | patiṁ na patnīruśatīruśantaṁ spṛśanti tvā śavasāvanmanīṣāḥ ||

Thoughts ancient, seeking wealth, with adoration, with newest lauds have sped to thee, O Mighty. As yearning wives cleave to their yearning husband, so cleave our hymns to thee, O Lord most potent.

सनादेव तव रायो गभस्तौ न क्षीयन्ते नोप दस्यन्ति दस्म। द्युमाँ असि क्रतुमाँ इन्द्र धीरः शिक्षा शचीवस्तव नः शचीभिः॥

sanādeva tava rāyo gabhastau na kṣīyante nopa dasyanti dasma | dyumā asi kratumā indra dhīraḥ śikṣā śacīvastava naḥ śacībhiḥ ||

Strong God, the riches which thy hands have holden from days of old have perished not nor wasted. Splendid art thou, O Indra, wise, unbending:strengthen us with might, O Lord of Power.

सनायते गोतम इन्द्र नव्यमतक्षद्ब्रह्म हरियोजनाय। सुनीथाय नः शवसान नोधाः प्रातर्मक्षू धियावसुर्जगम्यात्॥

sanāyate gotama indra navyamatakṣadbrahma hariyojanāya | sunīthāya naḥ śavasāna nodhāḥ prātarmakṣū dhiyāvasurjagamyāt ||

O mighty Indra, Gotama's son Nodhas hath fashioned this new prayer to thee Eternal, Sure leader, yoker of the Tawny Coursers. May he, enriched with prayer, come soon and early.