Sukta 53

को वेद जानमेषां को वा पुरा सुम्नेष्वास मरुताम्। यद्युयुज्रे किलास्यः॥

ko veda jānameṣāṁ ko vā purā sumneṣvāsa marutām | yadyuyujre kilāsyaḥ ||

Who knows the birth of these, or who lived in the Maruts' favour in the days of old What time their spotted deer were yoked?

ऐतान्रथेषु तस्थुषः कः शुश्राव कथा ययुः। कस्मै सस्रुः सुदासे अन्वापय इळाभिर्वृष्टयः सह॥

aitānratheṣu tasthuṣaḥ kaḥ śuśrāva kathā yayuḥ | kasmai sasruḥ sudāse anvāpaya iḻābhirvṛṣṭayaḥ saha ||

Who, when they stood upon their cars, hath heard them tell the way they went? Who was the bounteous man to whom their kindred rains flowed down with food of sacrifice?

ते म आहुर्य आययुरुप द्युभिर्विभिर्मदे। नरो मर्या अरेपस इमान्पश्यन्निति ष्टुहि॥

te ma āhurya āyayurupa dyubhirvibhirmade | naro maryā arepasa imānpaśyanniti ṣṭuhi ||

To me they told it, and they came with winged steeds radiant to the draught, Youths, Heroes free from spot or stain: Behold us here and praise thou us;

ये अञ्जिषु ये वाशीषु स्वभानवः स्रक्षु रुक्मेषु खादिषु। श्राया रथेषु धन्वसु॥

ye añjiṣu ye vāśīṣu svabhānavaḥ srakṣu rukmeṣu khādiṣu | śrāyā ratheṣu dhanvasu ||

Who shine self-luminous with ornaments and swords, with breastplates, armlets, and with wreaths, Arrayed on chariots and with bows.

युष्माकं स्मा रथाँ अनु मुदे दधे मरुतो जीरदानवः। वृष्टी द्यावो यतीरिव॥

yuṣmākaṁ smā rathā anu mude dadhe maruto jīradānavaḥ | vṛṣṭī dyāvo yatīriva ||

O swift to pour your bounties down, ye Maruts, with delight I look upon your cars, Like splendours coming through the rain.

आ यं नरः सुदानवो ददाशुषे दिवः कोशमचुच्यवुः। वि पर्जन्यं सृजन्ति रोदसी अनु धन्वना यन्ति वृष्टयः॥

ā yaṁ naraḥ sudānavo dadāśuṣe divaḥ kośamacucyavuḥ | vi parjanyaṁ sṛjanti rodasī anu dhanvanā yanti vṛṣṭayaḥ ||

Munificent Heroes, they have cast heaven's treasury down for the worshipper's behoof: They set the storm-cloud free tostream through both the worlds, and rainfloods flow o'er desert spots.

ततृदानाः सिन्धवः क्षोदसा रजः प्र सस्रुर्धेनवो यथा। स्यन्ना अश्वा इवाध्वनो विमोचने वि यद्वर्तन्त एन्यः॥

tatṛdānāḥ sindhavaḥ kṣodasā rajaḥ pra sasrurdhenavo yathā | syannā aśvā ivādhvano vimocane vi yadvartanta enyaḥ ||

The bursting streams m billowy flood have spread abroad, like milch-kine, o'er the firmament. Like swift steeds hasting to their journey's resting-place, to every side run glittering brooks.

आ यात मरुतो दिव आन्तरिक्षादमादुत। माव स्थात परावतः॥

ā yāta maruto diva āntarikṣādamāduta | māva sthāta parāvataḥ ||

Hither, O Maruts, come from heaven, from mid-air, or from near at hand Tarry not far away from us.

मा वो रसानितभा कुभा क्रुमुर्मा वः सिन्धुर्नि रीरमत्। मा वः परि ष्ठात्सरयुः पुरीषिण्यस्मे इत्सुम्नमस्तु वः॥

mā vo rasānitabhā kubhā krumurmā vaḥ sindhurni rīramat | mā vaḥ pari ṣṭhātsarayuḥ purīṣiṇyasme itsumnamastu vaḥ ||

So let not Rasa, Krumu, or Anitabha, Kubha, or Sindhu hold you back. Let not the watery Sarayti obstruct your way. With us be all the bliss ye give.

तं वः शर्धं रथानां त्वेषं गणं मारुतं नव्यसीनाम्। अनु प्र यन्ति वृष्टयः॥

taṁ vaḥ śardhaṁ rathānāṁ tveṣaṁ gaṇaṁ mārutaṁ navyasīnām | anu pra yanti vṛṣṭayaḥ ||

That brilliant gathering of your cars, the company of Maruts, of the Youthful Ones, The rain-showers, speeding on, attend.

शर्धंशर्धं व एषां व्रातंव्रातं गणंगणं सुशस्तिभिः। अनु क्रामेम धीतिभिः॥

śardhaṁśardhaṁ va eṣāṁ vrātaṁvrātaṁ gaṇaṁgaṇaṁ suśastibhiḥ | anu krāmema dhītibhiḥ ||

With eulogies and hymns may we follow your army, troop by troop, and band by band, And company by company.

कस्मा अद्य सुजाताय रातहव्याय प्र ययुः। एना यामेन मरुतः॥

kasmā adya sujātāya rātahavyāya pra yayuḥ | enā yāmena marutaḥ ||

To what oblation-giver, sprung of noble ancestry, have sped The Maruts on this course to-day?

येन तोकाय तनयाय धान्यं बीजं वहध्वे अक्षितम्। अस्मभ्यं तद्धत्तन यद्व ईमहे राधो विश्वायु सौभगम्॥

yena tokāya tanayāya dhānyaṁ bījaṁ vahadhve akṣitam | asmabhyaṁ taddhattana yadva īmahe rādho viśvāyu saubhagam ||

Vouchsafe to us the bounty, that which we implore, through which, for child and progeny, Ye give the seed of corn that wasteth not away, and bliss that reacheth to all life.

अतीयाम निदस्तिरः स्वस्तिभिर्हित्वावद्यमरातीः। वृष्ट्वी शं योराप उस्रि भेषजं स्याम मरुतः सह॥

atīyāma nidastiraḥ svastibhirhitvāvadyamarātīḥ | vṛṣṭvī śaṁ yorāpa usri bheṣajaṁ syāma marutaḥ saha ||

May we in safety pass by those who slander us, leaving behind disgrace and hate. Maruts, may we be there when ye, at dawn, in rest and toil, rain waters down and balm.

सुदेवः समहासति सुवीरो नरो मरुतः स मर्त्यः। यं त्रायध्वे स्याम ते॥

sudevaḥ samahāsati suvīro naro marutaḥ sa martyaḥ | yaṁ trāyadhve syāma te ||

Favoured by Gods shall he the man, O Heroes, Marutr! and possessed of noble sons, Whom ye protect. Such may we be.

स्तुहि भोजान्स्तुवतो अस्य यामनि रणन्गावो न यवसे। यतः पूर्वाँ इव सखीँरनु ह्वय गिरा गृणीहि कामिनः॥

stuhi bhojānstuvato asya yāmani raṇangāvo na yavase | yataḥ pūrvā iva sakhīranu hvaya girā gṛṇīhi kāminaḥ ||

Praise the Free-givers. At this liberal patron's rite they joy like cattle in the mead. So call thou unto them who come as ancient Friends: hymn those who love thee with a song.