Sukta 36

प्र ब्रह्मैतु सदनादृतस्य वि रश्मिभिः ससृजे सूर्यो गाः। वि सानुना पृथिवी सस्र उर्वी पृथु प्रतीकमध्येधे अग्निः॥

pra brahmaitu sadanādṛtasya vi raśmibhiḥ sasṛje sūryo gāḥ | vi sānunā pṛthivī sasra urvī pṛthu pratīkamadhyedhe agniḥ ||

LET the prayer issue from the seat of Order, for Surya with his beams hath loosed the cattle. With lofty ridges earth is far extended, and Agni's flame hath lit the spacious surface.

इमां वां मित्रावरुणा सुवृक्तिमिषं न कृण्वे असुरा नवीयः। इनो वामन्यः पदवीरदब्धो जनं च मित्रो यतति ब्रुवाणः॥

imāṁ vāṁ mitrāvaruṇā suvṛktimiṣaṁ na kṛṇve asurā navīyaḥ | ino vāmanyaḥ padavīradabdho janaṁ ca mitro yatati bruvāṇaḥ ||

O Asuras, O Varuna and Mitra, this hymn to you, like food, anew I offer. One of you is a strong unerring Leader, and Mitra, speaking, stirreth men to labour.

आ वातस्य ध्रजतो रन्त इत्या अपीपयन्त धेनवो न सूदाः। महो दिवः सदने जायमानोऽचिक्रदद्वृषभः सस्मिन्नूधन्॥

ā vātasya dhrajato ranta ityā apīpayanta dhenavo na sūdāḥ | maho divaḥ sadane jāyamāno'cikradadvṛṣabhaḥ sasminnūdhan ||

The movements of the gliding wind come hither: like cows, the springs are filled to overflowing. Born in the station e'en of lofty heaven the Bull hath loudly bellowed in this region.

गिरा य एता युनजद्धरी त इन्द्र प्रिया सुरथा शूर धायू। प्र यो मन्युं रिरिक्षतो मिनात्या सुक्रतुमर्यमणं ववृत्याम्॥

girā ya etā yunajaddharī ta indra priyā surathā śūra dhāyū | pra yo manyuṁ ririkṣato minātyā sukratumaryamaṇaṁ vavṛtyām ||

May I bring hither with my song, O Indra, wise Aryaman who yokes thy dear Bay Horses, Voracious, with thy noble car, O Hero, him who defeats the wrath of the malicious.

यजन्ते अस्य सख्यं वयश्च नमस्विनः स्व ऋतस्य धामन्। वि पृक्षो बाबधे नृभिः स्तवान इदं नमो रुद्राय प्रेष्ठम्॥

yajante asya sakhyaṁ vayaśca namasvinaḥ sva ṛtasya dhāman | vi pṛkṣo bābadhe nṛbhiḥ stavāna idaṁ namo rudrāya preṣṭham ||

In their own place of sacrifice adorers worship to gain long life and win his friendship. He hath poured food on men when they have praised him; be this, the dearest reverence, paid to Rudra.

आ यत्साकं यशसो वावशानाः सरस्वती सप्तथी सिन्धुमाता। याः सुष्वयन्त सुदुघाः सुधारा अभि स्वेन पयसा पीप्यानाः॥

ā yatsākaṁ yaśaso vāvaśānāḥ sarasvatī saptathī sindhumātā | yāḥ suṣvayanta sudughāḥ sudhārā abhi svena payasā pīpyānāḥ ||

Coming together, glorious, loudly roaring - Sarasvati, Mother of Floods, the seventh- With copious milk, with fair streams, strongly flowing, full swelling with the volume of their water;

उत त्ये नो मरुतो मन्दसाना धियं तोकं च वाजिनोऽवन्तु। मा नः परि ख्यदक्षरा चरन्त्यवीवृधन्युज्यं ते रयिं नः॥

uta tye no maruto mandasānā dhiyaṁ tokaṁ ca vājino'vantu | mā naḥ pari khyadakṣarā carantyavīvṛdhanyujyaṁ te rayiṁ naḥ ||

And may the mighty Maruts, too, rejoicing, aid our devotion and protect our offspring. Let not swift-moving Aksara neglect us: they have increased our own appropriate riches,

प्र वो महीमरमतिं कृणुध्वं प्र पूषणं विदथ्यं न वीरम्। भगं धियोऽवितारं नो अस्याः सातौ वाजं रातिषाचं पुरंधिम्॥

pra vo mahīmaramatiṁ kṛṇudhvaṁ pra pūṣaṇaṁ vidathyaṁ na vīram | bhagaṁ dhiyo'vitāraṁ no asyāḥ sātau vājaṁ rātiṣācaṁ puraṁdhim ||

Bring ye the great Aramati before you, and Pusan as the Hero of the synod, Bhaga who looks upon this hymn with favour, and, as our strength, the bountiful Purandbi.

अच्छायं वो मरुतः श्लोक एत्वच्छा विष्णुं निषिक्तपामवोभिः। उत प्रजायै गृणते वयो धुर्यूयं पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः॥

acchāyaṁ vo marutaḥ śloka etvacchā viṣṇuṁ niṣiktapāmavobhiḥ | uta prajāyai gṛṇate vayo dhuryūyaṁ pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ ||

May this our song of praise reach you, O Maruts, and Visnu guardian of the future infant. May they vouchsafe the singer strength for offspring. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.