Sukta 56

क ईं व्यक्ता नरः सनीळा रुद्रस्य मर्या अध स्वश्वाः॥

ka īṁ vyaktā naraḥ sanīḻā rudrasya maryā adha svaśvāḥ ||

Wno are these radiant men in serried rank, Rudra's young heroes borne by noble steeds?

नकिर्ह्येषां जनूंषि वेद ते अङ्ग विद्रे मिथो जनित्रम्॥

nakirhyeṣāṁ janūṁṣi veda te aṅga vidre mitho janitram ||

Verily no one knoweth whence they sprang: they, and they only, know each other's birth.

अभि स्वपूभिर्मिथो वपन्त वातस्वनसः श्येना अस्पृध्रन्॥

abhi svapūbhirmitho vapanta vātasvanasaḥ śyenā aspṛdhran ||

They strew each other with their blasts, these Hawks: they strove together, roaring like the wind.

एतानि धीरो निण्या चिकेत पृश्निर्यदूधो मही जभार॥

etāni dhīro niṇyā ciketa pṛśniryadūdho mahī jabhāra ||

A sage was he who knew these mysteries, what in her udder mighty Prsni bore.

सा विट् सुवीरा मरुद्भिरस्तु सनात्सहन्ती पुष्यन्ती नृम्णम्॥

sā viṭ suvīrā marudbhirastu sanātsahantī puṣyantī nṛmṇam ||

Ever victorious, through the Maruts, be this band of Heroes, nursing manly strength,

यामं येष्ठाः शुभा शोभिष्ठाः श्रिया सम्मिश्ला ओजोभिरुग्राः॥

yāmaṁ yeṣṭhāḥ śubhā śobhiṣṭhāḥ śriyā sammiślā ojobhirugrāḥ ||

Most bright in splendour, flectest on their way, close-knit to glory, strong with varied power.

उग्रं व ओजः स्थिरा शवांस्यधा मरुद्भिर्गणस्तुविष्मान्॥

ugraṁ va ojaḥ sthirā śavāṁsyadhā marudbhirgaṇastuviṣmān ||

Yea, mighty is your power and firm your strength: so, potent, with the Maruts, be the band.

शुभ्रो वः शुष्मः क्रुध्मी मनांसि धुनिर्मुनिरिव शर्धस्य धृष्णोः॥

śubhro vaḥ śuṣmaḥ krudhmī manāṁsi dhunirmuniriva śardhasya dhṛṣṇoḥ ||

Bright is your spirit, wrathful are your minds: your bold troop's minstrel is like one inspired.

सनेम्यस्मद्युयोत दिद्युं मा वो दुर्मतिरिह प्रणङ्नः॥

sanemyasmadyuyota didyuṁ mā vo durmatiriha praṇaṅnaḥ ||

Ever avert your blazing shaft from us, and let not your displeasure reach us here

प्रिया वो नाम हुवे तुराणामा यत्तृपन्मरुतो वावशानाः॥

priyā vo nāma huve turāṇāmā yattṛpanmaruto vāvaśānāḥ ||

Your dear names, conquering Maruts, we invoke, calling aloud till we are satisfied.

स्वायुधास इष्मिणः सुनिष्का उत स्वयं तन्वः शुम्भमानाः॥

svāyudhāsa iṣmiṇaḥ suniṣkā uta svayaṁ tanvaḥ śumbhamānāḥ ||

Well-armed, impetuous in their haste, they deck themselves, their forms, with oblations: to you, the pure, ornaments made of gold.

शुची वो हव्या मरुतः शुचीनां शुचिं हिनोम्यध्वरं शुचिभ्यः। ऋतेन सत्यमृतसाप आयञ्छुचिजन्मानः शुचयः पावकाः॥

śucī vo havyā marutaḥ śucīnāṁ śuciṁ hinomyadhvaraṁ śucibhyaḥ | ṛtena satyamṛtasāpa āyañchucijanmānaḥ śucayaḥ pāvakāḥ ||

Pure, Maruts, pure yourselves, are your oblations: to you, the pure, pure sacrifice I offer. By Law they came to truth, the Law's observers, bright by their birth, and pure, and sanctifying.

अंसेष्वा मरुतः खादयो वो वक्षस्सु रुक्मा उपशिश्रियाणाः। वि विद्युतो न वृष्टिभी रुचाना अनु स्वधामायुधैर्यच्छमानाः॥

aṁseṣvā marutaḥ khādayo vo vakṣassu rukmā upaśiśriyāṇāḥ | vi vidyuto na vṛṣṭibhī rucānā anu svadhāmāyudhairyacchamānāḥ ||

Your rings, O Maruts, rest upon your shoulders, and chains of gold are twined upon your bosoms. Gleaming with drops of rain, like lightning-flashes, after your wont ye whirl about your weapons.

प्र बुध्न्या व ईरते महांसि प्र नामानि प्रयज्यवस्तिरध्वम्। सहस्रियं दम्यं भागमेतं गृहमेधीयं मरुतो जुषध्वम्॥

pra budhnyā va īrate mahāṁsi pra nāmāni prayajyavastiradhvam | sahasriyaṁ damyaṁ bhāgametaṁ gṛhamedhīyaṁ maruto juṣadhvam ||

Wide in the depth of air spread forth your glories, far, most adorable, ye bear your titles. Maruts, accept this thousandfold allotment of household sacrifice and household treasure.

यदि स्तुतस्य मरुतो अधीथेत्था विप्रस्य वाजिनो हवीमन्। मक्षू रायः सुवीर्यस्य दात नू चिद्यमन्य आदभदरावा॥

yadi stutasya maruto adhīthetthā viprasya vājino havīman | makṣū rāyaḥ suvīryasya dāta nū cidyamanya ādabhadarāvā ||

If, Maruts, ye regard the praise recited here at this mighty singer invocation, Vouchsafe us quickly wealth with noble heroes, wealth which no man uho hateth us may injure.

अत्यासो न ये मरुतः स्वञ्चो यक्षदृशो न शुभयन्त मर्याः। ते हर्म्येष्ठाः शिशवो न शुभ्रा वत्सासो न प्रक्रीळिनः पयोधाः॥

atyāso na ye marutaḥ svañco yakṣadṛśo na śubhayanta maryāḥ | te harmyeṣṭhāḥ śiśavo na śubhrā vatsāso na prakrīḻinaḥ payodhāḥ ||

The Maruts, fleet as coursers, while they deck them like youths spectators of a festal meeting, Linger, like beauteous colts, about the dwelling, like frisking calves, these who pour down the water.

दशस्यन्तो नो मरुतो मृळन्तु वरिवस्यन्तो रोदसी सुमेके। आरे गोहा नृहा वधो वो अस्तु सुम्नेभिरस्मे वसवो नमध्वम्॥

daśasyanto no maruto mṛḻantu varivasyanto rodasī sumeke | āre gohā nṛhā vadho vo astu sumnebhirasme vasavo namadhvam ||

So may the Maruts help us and be gracious, bringing free room to lovely Earth and Heaven. Far be your bolt that slayeth men and cattle. Ye Vasus, turn yourselves to us with blessings.

आ वो होता जोहवीति सत्तः सत्राचीं रातिं मरुतो गृणानः। य ईवतो वृषणो अस्ति गोपाः सो अद्वयावी हवते व उक्थैः॥

ā vo hotā johavīti sattaḥ satrācīṁ rātiṁ maruto gṛṇānaḥ | ya īvato vṛṣaṇo asti gopāḥ so advayāvī havate va ukthaiḥ ||

The priest, when seated, loudly calls you, Maruts, praising in song your universal bounty. He, Bulls! who hath so much in his possession, free from duplicity, with hymns invokes you.

इमे तुरं मरुतो रामयन्तीमे सहः सहस आ नमन्ति। इमे शंसं वनुष्यतो नि पान्ति गुरु द्वेषो अररुषे दधन्ति॥

ime turaṁ maruto rāmayantīme sahaḥ sahasa ā namanti | ime śaṁsaṁ vanuṣyato ni pānti guru dveṣo araruṣe dadhanti ||

These Maruts bring the swift man to a stand-still, and strength with mightier strength they break and humble These guard the singer from the man who hates him and lay their sore displeasure on the wicked.

इमे रध्रं चिन्मरुतो जुनन्ति भृमिं चिद्यथा वसवो जुषन्त। अप बाधध्वं वृषणस्तमांसि धत्त विश्वं तनयं तोकमस्मे॥

ime radhraṁ cinmaruto junanti bhṛmiṁ cidyathā vasavo juṣanta | apa bādhadhvaṁ vṛṣaṇastamāṁsi dhatta viśvaṁ tanayaṁ tokamasme ||

These Maruts rouse even the poor and needy: the Vasus love him as an active champion. Drive to a distance, O ye Bulls, the darkness: give us full store of children and descendants.

मा वो दात्रान्मरुतो निरराम मा पश्चाद्दघ्म रथ्यो विभागे। आ नः स्पार्हे भजतना वसव्ये यदीं सुजातं वृषणो वो अस्ति॥

mā vo dātrānmaruto nirarāma mā paścāddaghma rathyo vibhāge | ā naḥ spārhe bhajatanā vasavye yadīṁ sujātaṁ vṛṣaṇo vo asti ||

Never, O Maruts, may we lose your bounty, nor, car-borne Lords! be hitidmost when ye deal it. Give us a share in that delightful treasure, the genuine wealth that, Bulls! is your possession.

सं यद्धनन्त मन्युभिर्जनासः शूरा यह्वीष्वोषधीषु विक्षु। अध स्मा नो मरुतो रुद्रियासस्त्रातारो भूत पृतनास्वर्यः॥

saṁ yaddhananta manyubhirjanāsaḥ śūrā yahvīṣvoṣadhīṣu vikṣu | adha smā no maruto rudriyāsastrātāro bhūta pṛtanāsvaryaḥ ||

What time the men in fury rush together for running streams, for pastures, and for houses. Then, O ye Maruts, ye who spring from Rudra, be our protectors in the strife with foemen.

भूरि चक्र मरुतः पित्र्याण्युक्थानि या वः शस्यन्ते पुरा चित्। मरुद्भिरुग्रः पृतनासु साळ्हा मरुद्भिरित्सनिता वाजमर्वा॥

bhūri cakra marutaḥ pitryāṇyukthāni yā vaḥ śasyante purā cit | marudbhirugraḥ pṛtanāsu sāḻhā marudbhiritsanitā vājamarvā ||

Full many a deed ye did for our forefathers worthy of lauds which, even of old, they sang you. lle strong man, with the Maruts, wins in battle, the charger, with the Maruts, gains the booty.

अस्मे वीरो मरुतः शुष्म्यस्तु जनानां यो असुरो विधर्ता। अपो येन सुक्षितये तरेमाध स्वमोको अभि वः स्याम॥

asme vīro marutaḥ śuṣmyastu janānāṁ yo asuro vidhartā | apo yena sukṣitaye taremādha svamoko abhi vaḥ syāma ||

Ours, O ye Maruts, be the vigorous Hero, the Lord Divine of men, the strong Sustainer, With whom to fair lands we may cross the waters, and dwell in our own home with you beside us.

तन्न इन्द्रो वरुणो मित्रो अग्निराप ओषधीर्वनिनो जुषन्त। शर्मन्स्याम मरुतामुपस्थे यूयं पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः॥

tanna indro varuṇo mitro agnirāpa oṣadhīrvanino juṣanta | śarmansyāma marutāmupasthe yūyaṁ pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ ||

May Indra, Mitra, Varuna and Agni, Waters, and Plants, and Trees accept our praises. May we find shelter in the Marut's bosom. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.