Sukta 23

उदु ब्रह्माण्यैरत श्रवस्येन्द्रं समर्ये महया वसिष्ठ। आ यो विश्वानि शवसा ततानोपश्रोता म ईवतो वचांसि॥

udu brahmāṇyairata śravasyendraṁ samarye mahayā vasiṣṭha | ā yo viśvāni śavasā tatānopaśrotā ma īvato vacāṁsi ||

PRAYERS have been offered up through love of glory: Vasistha, honour Indra in the battle. He who with might extends through all existence hears words which I, his faithful servant, utter.

अयामि घोष इन्द्र देवजामिरिरज्यन्त यच्छुरुधो विवाचि। नहि स्वमायुश्चिकिते जनेषु तानीदंहांस्यति पर्ष्यस्मान्॥

ayāmi ghoṣa indra devajāmirirajyanta yacchurudho vivāci | nahi svamāyuścikite janeṣu tānīdaṁhāṁsyati parṣyasmān ||

A cry was raised which reached the Gods, O Indra, a cry to them to send us strength in combat. None among men knows his own life's duration: bear us in safety over these our troubles.

युजे रथं गवेषणं हरिभ्यामुप ब्रह्माणि जुजुषाणमस्थुः। वि बाधिष्ट स्य रोदसी महित्वेन्द्रो वृत्राण्यप्रती जघन्वान्॥

yuje rathaṁ gaveṣaṇaṁ haribhyāmupa brahmāṇi jujuṣāṇamasthuḥ | vi bādhiṣṭa sya rodasī mahitvendro vṛtrāṇyapratī jaghanvān ||

The Bays, the booty-seeking car I harness: my prayers have reached him who accepts them gladly. Indra, when he had slain resistless foemen, forced with his might the two world-halves asunder.

आपश्चित्पिप्युः स्तर्यो न गावो नक्षन्नृतं जरितारस्त इन्द्र। याहि वायुर्न नियुतो नो अच्छा त्वं हि धीभिर्दयसे वि वाजान्॥

āpaścitpipyuḥ staryo na gāvo nakṣannṛtaṁ jaritārasta indra | yāhi vāyurna niyuto no acchā tvaṁ hi dhībhirdayase vi vājān ||

Like barren cows, moreover, swelled the waters: the singen sought thy holy rite, O Indra. Come unto us as with his team comes Vayu: thou, through our solemn hymns bestowest booty.

ते त्वा मदा इन्द्र मादयन्तु शुष्मिणं तुविराधसं जरित्रे। एको देवत्रा दयसे हि मर्तानस्मिञ्छूर सवने मादयस्व॥

te tvā madā indra mādayantu śuṣmiṇaṁ tuvirādhasaṁ jaritre | eko devatrā dayase hi martānasmiñchūra savane mādayasva ||

So may these gladdening draughts rejoice thee, Indra, the Mighty, very bounteous to the singer. Alone among the Gods thou pitiest mortals: O Hero, make thee glad at this libation.

एवेदिन्द्रं वृषणं वज्रबाहुं वसिष्ठासो अभ्यर्चन्त्यर्कैः। स नः स्तुतो वीरवद्धातु गोमद्यूयं पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः॥

evedindraṁ vṛṣaṇaṁ vajrabāhuṁ vasiṣṭhāso abhyarcantyarkaiḥ | sa naḥ stuto vīravaddhātu gomadyūyaṁ pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ ||

Thus the Vasisthas glorify with praises Indra, the Powerful whose arm wields thunder. Praised, may he guard our wealth in kine and heroes. Ye Gods, preserve us evermore with blessings.