Sukta 57

आ रुद्रास इन्द्रवन्तः सजोषसो हिरण्यरथाः सुविताय गन्तन। इयं वो अस्मत्प्रति हर्यते मतिस्तृष्णजे न दिव उत्सा उदन्यवे॥

ā rudrāsa indravantaḥ sajoṣaso hiraṇyarathāḥ suvitāya gantana | iyaṁ vo asmatprati haryate matistṛṣṇaje na diva utsā udanyave ||

OF one accord, with Indra, O ye Rudras, come borne on your golden car for our prosperity. An offering from us, this hymn is brought to you, as, unto one who th irsts for water, heavenly springs.

वाशीमन्त ऋष्टिमन्तो मनीषिणः सुधन्वान इषुमन्तो निषङ्गिणः। स्वश्वाः स्थ सुरथाः पृश्निमातरः स्वायुधा मरुतो याथना शुभम्॥

vāśīmanta ṛṣṭimanto manīṣiṇaḥ sudhanvāna iṣumanto niṣaṅgiṇaḥ | svaśvāḥ stha surathāḥ pṛśnimātaraḥ svāyudhā maruto yāthanā śubham ||

Armed with your daggers, full of wisdom, armed with spears, armed with your quivers, armed with arrows, with good bows, Good horses and good cars have ye, O Prsni's Sons: ye, Maruts, with good weapons go to victory.

धूनुथ द्यां पर्वतान्दाशुषे वसु नि वो वना जिहते यामनो भिया। कोपयथ पृथिवीं पृश्निमातरः शुभे यदुग्राः पृषतीरयुग्ध्वम्॥

dhūnutha dyāṁ parvatāndāśuṣe vasu ni vo vanā jihate yāmano bhiyā | kopayatha pṛthivīṁ pṛśnimātaraḥ śubhe yadugrāḥ pṛṣatīrayugdhvam ||

From hills and heaven ye shake wealth for the worshipper: in terror at your coming low the woods bow down. Ye make the earth to tremble, Sons of Prsni, when for victory ye have yoked, fierce Ones! your spotted deer.

वातत्विषो मरुतो वर्षनिर्णिजो यमा इव सुसदृशः सुपेशसः। पिशङ्गाश्वा अरुणाश्वा अरेपसः प्रत्वक्षसो महिना द्यौरिवोरवः॥

vātatviṣo maruto varṣanirṇijo yamā iva susadṛśaḥ supeśasaḥ | piśaṅgāśvā aruṇāśvā arepasaḥ pratvakṣaso mahinā dyaurivoravaḥ ||

Bright with the blasts of wind, wrapped in their robes of rain, like twins of noble aspect and of lovely form, The Maruts, spotless, with steeds tawnyhued and red, strong in their mightiness and spreading wide like heaven.

पुरुद्रप्सा अञ्जिमन्तः सुदानवस्त्वेषसंदृशो अनवभ्रराधसः। सुजातासो जनुषा रुक्मवक्षसो दिवो अर्का अमृतं नाम भेजिरे॥

purudrapsā añjimantaḥ sudānavastveṣasaṁdṛśo anavabhrarādhasaḥ | sujātāso januṣā rukmavakṣaso divo arkā amṛtaṁ nāma bhejire ||

Rich in adornment, rich in drops, munificent, bright in their aspect, yielding bounties that endure, Noble by birth, adorned with gold upon their breasts, the Singers of the sky have won immortal fame.

ऋष्टयो वो मरुतो अंसयोरधि सह ओजो बाह्वोर्वो बलं हितम्। नृम्णा शीर्षस्वायुधा रथेषु वो विश्वा वः श्रीरधि तनूषु पिपिशे॥

ṛṣṭayo vo maruto aṁsayoradhi saha ojo bāhvorvo balaṁ hitam | nṛmṇā śīrṣasvāyudhā ratheṣu vo viśvā vaḥ śrīradhi tanūṣu pipiśe ||

Borne on both shoulders, O ye Maruts, are your spears: within your arms is laid your energy and 3trength. Bold thoughts are in your heads, your weapons in your cars, all glorious majesty is moulded on your forms.

गोमदश्वावद्रथवत्सुवीरं चन्द्रवद्राधो मरुतो ददा नः। प्रशस्तिं नः कृणुत रुद्रियासो भक्षीय वोऽवसो दैव्यस्य॥

gomadaśvāvadrathavatsuvīraṁ candravadrādho maruto dadā naḥ | praśastiṁ naḥ kṛṇuta rudriyāso bhakṣīya vo'vaso daivyasya ||

Vouchsafe to us, O Maruts, splendid bounty in cattle and in steeds, in cars and heroes. Children of Rudra, give us high distinction: may I enjoy your Godlike help and favour.

हये नरो मरुतो मृळता नस्तुवीमघासो अमृता ऋतज्ञाः। सत्यश्रुतः कवयो युवानो बृहद्गिरयो बृहदुक्षमाणाः॥

haye naro maruto mṛḻatā nastuvīmaghāso amṛtā ṛtajñāḥ | satyaśrutaḥ kavayo yuvāno bṛhadgirayo bṛhadukṣamāṇāḥ ||

Ho! Maruts, Heroes, skilled in Law, immortal, be gracious unto us, ye rich in treasures, Ye hearers of the truth, ye sage and youthful, grown mighty, dwelling on the lofty mountains.