Sukta 17

पिबा सोममभि यमुग्र तर्द ऊर्वं गव्यं महि गृणान इन्द्र। वि यो धृष्णो वधिषो वज्रहस्त विश्वा वृत्रममित्रिया शवोभिः॥

pibā somamabhi yamugra tarda ūrvaṁ gavyaṁ mahi gṛṇāna indra | vi yo dhṛṣṇo vadhiṣo vajrahasta viśvā vṛtramamitriyā śavobhiḥ ||

DRINK Soma, Mighty One, for which, when lauded, thou breakest through the cattle-stall, O Indra; Thou who, O Bold One, armed with thunder smotest Vrtra with might, and every hostile being.

स ईं पाहि य ऋजीषी तरुत्रो यः शिप्रवान्वृषभो यो मतीनाम्। यो गोत्रभिद्वज्रभृद्यो हरिष्ठाः स इन्द्र चित्राँ अभि तृन्धि वाजान्॥

sa īṁ pāhi ya ṛjīṣī tarutro yaḥ śipravānvṛṣabho yo matīnām | yo gotrabhidvajrabhṛdyo hariṣṭhāḥ sa indra citrā abhi tṛndhi vājān ||

Drink it thou God who art impetuous victor, Lord of our hymns, with beauteousjaws, the Hero, Render of kine-stalls, car-borne, thunder-wielding, so pierce thy way to wondrous strength, O Indra.

एवा पाहि प्रत्नथा मन्दतु त्वा श्रुधि ब्रह्म वावृधस्वोत गीर्भिः। आविः सूर्यं कृणुहि पीपिहीषो जहि शत्रूँरभि गा इन्द्र तृन्धि॥

evā pāhi pratnathā mandatu tvā śrudhi brahma vāvṛdhasvota gīrbhiḥ | āviḥ sūryaṁ kṛṇuhi pīpihīṣo jahi śatrūrabhi gā indra tṛndhi ||

Drink as of old, and let the draught delight thee. hear thou our prayer and let our songs exalt thee. Make the Sun visible, make food abundant, slaughter the foes, pierce through and free the cattle.

ते त्वा मदा बृहदिन्द्र स्वधाव इमे पीता उक्षयन्त द्युमन्तम्। महामनूनं तवसं विभूतिं मत्सरासो जर्हृषन्त प्रसाहम्॥

te tvā madā bṛhadindra svadhāva ime pītā ukṣayanta dyumantam | mahāmanūnaṁ tavasaṁ vibhūtiṁ matsarāso jarhṛṣanta prasāham ||

These gladdening drops, O Indra, Self-sustainer, quaffed shall augment thee in thy mighty splendour. Yea, let the cheering drops delight thee greatly, great, perfect, strong, powerful, all-subduing.

येभिः सूर्यमुषसं मन्दसानोऽवासयोऽप दृळ्हानि दर्द्रत्। महामद्रिं परि गा इन्द्र सन्तं नुत्था अच्युतं सदसस्परि स्वात्॥

yebhiḥ sūryamuṣasaṁ mandasāno'vāsayo'pa dṛḻhāni dardrat | mahāmadriṁ pari gā indra santaṁ nutthā acyutaṁ sadasaspari svāt ||

Gladdened whereby, bursting the firm enclosures, thou gavest splendour to the Sun and Morning. The mighty rock that compassed in the cattle, ne'er moved, thou shookest from its seat, O Indra.

तव क्रत्वा तव तद्दंसनाभिरामासु पक्वं शच्या नि दीधः। और्णोर्दुर उस्रियाभ्यो वि दृळ्होदूर्वाद्गा असृजो अङ्गिरस्वान्॥

tava kratvā tava taddaṁsanābhirāmāsu pakvaṁ śacyā ni dīdhaḥ | aurṇordura usriyābhyo vi dṛḻhodūrvādgā asṛjo aṅgirasvān ||

Thou with thy wisdom, power, and works of wonder, hast stored the ripe milk in the raw cows' udders Unbarred the firm doors for the kine of Morning, and, with the Angirases, set free the cattle.

पप्राथ क्षां महि दंसो व्युर्वीमुप द्यामृष्वो बृहदिन्द्र स्तभायः। अधारयो रोदसी देवपुत्रे प्रत्ने मातरा यह्वी ऋतस्य॥

paprātha kṣāṁ mahi daṁso vyurvīmupa dyāmṛṣvo bṛhadindra stabhāyaḥ | adhārayo rodasī devaputre pratne mātarā yahvī ṛtasya ||

Thou hast spread out wide earth, a mighty marvel, and, high thyself, propped lofty heaven, O Indra. Both worlds, whose Sons are Gods, thou hast supported, young, Mothers from old time ofholy Order.

अध त्वा विश्वे पुर इन्द्र देवा एकं तवसं दधिरे भराय। अदेवो यदभ्यौहिष्ट देवान्स्वर्षाता वृणत इन्द्रमत्र॥

adha tvā viśve pura indra devā ekaṁ tavasaṁ dadhire bharāya | adevo yadabhyauhiṣṭa devānsvarṣātā vṛṇata indramatra ||

Yea, Indra, all the Deities installed thee their one strong Champion in the van for battle. What time the godless was the Gods' assailant, Indra they chose to win the light of heaven.

अध द्यौश्चित्ते अप सा नु वज्राद्द्वितानमद्भियसा स्वस्य मन्योः। अहिं यदिन्द्रो अभ्योहसानं नि चिद्विश्वायुः शयथे जघान॥

adha dyauścitte apa sā nu vajrāddvitānamadbhiyasā svasya manyoḥ | ahiṁ yadindro abhyohasānaṁ ni cidviśvāyuḥ śayathe jaghāna ||

Yea, e'en that heaven itself of old bent backward before thy bolt, in terror of its anger, When Indra, life of every living creature, smote down within his lair the assailing Dragon.

अध त्वष्टा ते मह उग्र वज्रं सहस्रभृष्टिं ववृतच्छताश्रिम्। निकाममरमणसं येन नवन्तमहिं सं पिणगृजीषिन्॥

adha tvaṣṭā te maha ugra vajraṁ sahasrabhṛṣṭiṁ vavṛtacchatāśrim | nikāmamaramaṇasaṁ yena navantamahiṁ saṁ piṇagṛjīṣin ||

Yea, Strong One! Tvastar turned for thee, the Mighty, the bolt with thousand spikes and hundred edges, Eager and prompt at will, wherewith thou crushedst the boasting Dragon, O impetuous Hero.

वर्धान्यं विश्वे मरुतः सजोषाः पचच्छतं महिषाँ इन्द्र तुभ्यम्। पूषा विष्णुस्त्रीणि सरांसि धावन्वृत्रहणं मदिरमंशुमस्मै॥

vardhānyaṁ viśve marutaḥ sajoṣāḥ pacacchataṁ mahiṣā indra tubhyam | pūṣā viṣṇustrīṇi sarāṁsi dhāvanvṛtrahaṇaṁ madiramaṁśumasmai ||

He dressed a hundred buffaloes, O Indra, for thee whom all accordant Maruts strengthen. He, Pusan Visnu, poured forth three great vessels to him, the juice that cheers, that slaughters Vrtra.

आ क्षोदो महि वृतं नदीनां परिष्ठितमसृज ऊर्मिमपाम्। तासामनु प्रवत इन्द्र पन्थां प्रार्दयो नीचीरपसः समुद्रम्॥

ā kṣodo mahi vṛtaṁ nadīnāṁ pariṣṭhitamasṛja ūrmimapām | tāsāmanu pravata indra panthāṁ prārdayo nīcīrapasaḥ samudram ||

Thou settest free the rushing wave of waters, the floods' great swell encompassed and obstructed. Along steep slopes their course thou tumedst, Indra, directed downward, speeding to the ocean.

एवा ता विश्वा चकृवांसमिन्द्रं महामुग्रमजुर्यं सहोदाम्। सुवीरं त्वा स्वायुधं सुवज्रमा ब्रह्म नव्यमवसे ववृत्यात्॥

evā tā viśvā cakṛvāṁsamindraṁ mahāmugramajuryaṁ sahodām | suvīraṁ tvā svāyudhaṁ suvajramā brahma navyamavase vavṛtyāt ||

So may our new prayer bring thee to protect us, thee well-armed Hero with thy bolt of thunder, Indra, who made these worlds, the Strong, the ty, who never groweth old, the victory-giver.

स नो वाजाय श्रवस इषे च राये धेहि द्युमत इन्द्र विप्रान्। भरद्वाजे नृवत इन्द्र सूरीन्दिवि च स्मैधि पार्ये न इन्द्र॥

sa no vājāya śravasa iṣe ca rāye dhehi dyumata indra viprān | bharadvāje nṛvata indra sūrīndivi ca smaidhi pārye na indra ||

So, Indra, form us brilliant holy singers for strength, for glory, and for food and riches. Give Bharadvaja hero patrons, Indra Indra, be ours upon the day of trial.

अया वाजं देवहितं सनेम मदेम शतहिमाः सुवीराः॥

ayā vājaṁ devahitaṁ sanema madema śatahimāḥ suvīrāḥ ||

With this may we obtain strength God-appointed, and brave sons gladden us through a hundred winters.