Sukta 16

प्र सम्राजं चर्षणीनामिन्द्रं स्तोता नव्यं गीर्भिः। नरं नृषाहं मंहिष्ठम्॥

pra samrājaṁ carṣaṇīnāmindraṁ stotā navyaṁ gīrbhiḥ | naraṁ nṛṣāhaṁ maṁhiṣṭham ||

PRAISE Indra whom our songs must laud, sole Sovran of mankind, the Chief Most liberal who controlleth men.

यस्मिन्नुक्थानि रण्यन्ति विश्वानि च श्रवस्या। अपामवो न समुद्रे॥

yasminnukthāni raṇyanti viśvāni ca śravasyā | apāmavo na samudre ||

In whom the hymns of praise delight, and all the glory-giving songs. Like the floods' longing for the sea.

तं सुष्टुत्या विवासे ज्येष्ठराजं भरे कृत्नुम्। महो वाजिनं सनिभ्यः॥

taṁ suṣṭutyā vivāse jyeṣṭharājaṁ bhare kṛtnum | maho vājinaṁ sanibhyaḥ ||

Him I invite with eulogy, best King, effective in the fight, Strong for the gain of mighty spoil.

यस्यानूना गभीरा मदा उरवस्तरुत्राः। हर्षुमन्तः शूरसातौ॥

yasyānūnā gabhīrā madā uravastarutrāḥ | harṣumantaḥ śūrasātau ||

Whose perfect ecstasies are wide, profound, victorious, and give joy in the field where heroes win.

तमिद्धनेषु हितेष्वधिवाकाय हवन्ते। येषामिन्द्रस्ते जयन्ति॥

tamiddhaneṣu hiteṣvadhivākāya havante | yeṣāmindraste jayanti ||

Him, when the spoils of war are staked, men call to be their advocate: They who have Indra win the day.

तमिच्च्यौत्नैरार्यन्ति तं कृतेभिश्चर्षणयः। एष इन्द्रो वरिवस्कृत्॥

tamiccyautnairāryanti taṁ kṛtebhiścarṣaṇayaḥ | eṣa indro varivaskṛt ||

Men honour him with stirring songs and magnify with solemn rites: Indra is he who giveth case.

इन्द्रो ब्रह्मेन्द्र ऋषिरिन्द्रः पुरू पुरुहूतः। महान्महीभिः शचीभिः॥

indro brahmendra ṛṣirindraḥ purū puruhūtaḥ | mahānmahībhiḥ śacībhiḥ ||

1ndra is priest and Rsi, he is much invoked by many men, And mighty by his mighty powers.

स स्तोम्यः स हव्यः सत्यः सत्वा तुविकूर्मिः। एकश्चित्सन्नभिभूतिः॥

sa stomyaḥ sa havyaḥ satyaḥ satvā tuvikūrmiḥ | ekaścitsannabhibhūtiḥ ||

Meet to be lauded and invoked, true Hero with his deeds of might, Victorious even when alone.

तमर्केभिस्तं सामभिस्तं गायत्रैश्चर्षणयः। इन्द्रं वर्धन्ति क्षितयः॥

tamarkebhistaṁ sāmabhistaṁ gāyatraiścarṣaṇayaḥ | indraṁ vardhanti kṣitayaḥ ||

The men, the people magnify that Indra with their Slina. songs, With hymns and sacred eulogies

प्रणेतारं वस्यो अच्छा कर्तारं ज्योतिः समत्सु। सासह्वांसं युधामित्रान्॥

praṇetāraṁ vasyo acchā kartāraṁ jyotiḥ samatsu | sāsahvāṁsaṁ yudhāmitrān ||

Him who advances them to wealth, sends light to lead them in the war, And quells their foemen in the fray.

स नः पप्रिः पारयाति स्वस्ति नावा पुरुहूतः। इन्द्रो विश्वा अति द्विषः॥

sa naḥ papriḥ pārayāti svasti nāvā puruhūtaḥ | indro viśvā ati dviṣaḥ ||

May he, the saviour much-invoked, may Indra bear us in a ship Safely beyond all enemies.

स त्वं न इन्द्र वाजेभिर्दशस्या च गातुया च। अच्छा च नः सुम्नं नेषि॥

sa tvaṁ na indra vājebhirdaśasyā ca gātuyā ca | acchā ca naḥ sumnaṁ neṣi ||

As such, O Indra, honour us with gifts of booty, further us, And lead us to felicity.