Sukta 65

हिन्वन्ति सूरमुस्रयः स्वसारो जामयस्पतिम्। महामिन्दुं महीयुवः॥

hinvanti sūramusrayaḥ svasāro jāmayaspatim | mahāminduṁ mahīyuvaḥ ||

THE, glittering maids send Sura forth, the glorious sisters, close-allied, Send Indu forth, their mighty Lord.

पवमान रुचारुचा देवो देवेभ्यस्परि। विश्वा वसून्या विश॥

pavamāna rucārucā devo devebhyaspari | viśvā vasūnyā viśa ||

Pervade, O Pavamana, all our treasures with repeated light, God, coming hither from the Gods.

आ पवमान सुष्टुतिं वृष्टिं देवेभ्यो दुवः। इषे पवस्व संयतम्॥

ā pavamāna suṣṭutiṁ vṛṣṭiṁ devebhyo duvaḥ | iṣe pavasva saṁyatam ||

Pour on us, Pavamana, rain, as service and rain praise for Gods: Pour all to be our nourishment.

वृषा ह्यसि भानुना द्युमन्तं त्वा हवामहे। पवमान स्वाध्यः॥

vṛṣā hyasi bhānunā dyumantaṁ tvā havāmahe | pavamāna svādhyaḥ ||

Thou art a Steer by lustre: we, O Pavamana, faithfully Call upon thee the Splendid One.

आ पवस्व सुवीर्यं मन्दमानः स्वायुध। इहो ष्विन्दवा गहि॥

ā pavasva suvīryaṁ mandamānaḥ svāyudha | iho ṣvindavā gahi ||

Do thou, rejoicing, nobly-armed! pour upon us heroic strength: O Indu, come thou bitherward.

यदद्भिः परिषिच्यसे मृज्यमानो गभस्त्योः। द्रुणा सधस्थमश्नुषे॥

yadadbhiḥ pariṣicyase mṛjyamāno gabhastyoḥ | druṇā sadhasthamaśnuṣe ||

When thou art cleansed with both the hands and dipped in waters, with the wood. Thou comest to the gathering-place.

प्र सोमाय व्यश्ववत्पवमानाय गायत। महे सहस्रचक्षसे॥

pra somāya vyaśvavatpavamānāya gāyata | mahe sahasracakṣase ||

Sing forth your songs, as Vyasva sang, to Soma Pavamana, to, The Mighty One with thousand eyes;

यस्य वर्णं मधुश्चुतं हरिं हिन्वन्त्यद्रिभिः। इन्दुमिन्द्राय पीतये॥

yasya varṇaṁ madhuścutaṁ hariṁ hinvantyadribhiḥ | indumindrāya pītaye ||

Whose coloured sap they drive with stones, the yellow meath-distilling juice, Indu for Indra, for his drink.

तस्य ते वाजिनो वयं विश्वा धनानि जिग्युषः। सखित्वमा वृणीमहे॥

tasya te vājino vayaṁ viśvā dhanāni jigyuṣaḥ | sakhitvamā vṛṇīmahe ||

We seek to gain the friendly love of thee that Strong and Mighty One, Of thee the winner of all wealth.

वृषा पवस्व धारया मरुत्वते च मत्सरः। विश्वा दधान ओजसा॥

vṛṣā pavasva dhārayā marutvate ca matsaraḥ | viśvā dadhāna ojasā ||

Flow onward with thy stream, a Steer, inspiriting the Maruts' Lord, Winning all riches by thy might.

तं त्वा धर्तारमोण्योः पवमान स्वर्दृशम्। हिन्वे वाजेषु वाजिनम्॥

taṁ tvā dhartāramoṇyoḥ pavamāna svardṛśam | hinve vājeṣu vājinam ||

I send thee forth to battle from the press, O Pavamana, Strong, Sustainer, looker on the light.

अया चित्तो विपानया हरिः पवस्व धारया। युजं वाजेषु चोदय॥

ayā citto vipānayā hariḥ pavasva dhārayā | yujaṁ vājeṣu codaya ||

Acknowledged by this song of mine, flow, tawny-coloured, with thy stream Incite to battle thine ally.

आ न इन्दो महीमिषं पवस्व विश्वदर्शतः। अस्मभ्यं सोम गातुवित्॥

ā na indo mahīmiṣaṁ pavasva viśvadarśataḥ | asmabhyaṁ soma gātuvit ||

O Indu, visible to all pour out for us abundant food: Soma, be thou our prosperer.

आ कलशा अनूषतेन्दो धाराभिरोजसा। एन्द्रस्य पीतये विश॥

ā kalaśā anūṣatendo dhārābhirojasā | endrasya pītaye viśa ||

The pitchers, Indu, with thy streams have sung aloud in vigorous might Enter them, and let Indra drink.

यस्य ते मद्यं रसं तीव्रं दुहन्त्यद्रिभिः। स पवस्वाभिमातिहा॥

yasya te madyaṁ rasaṁ tīvraṁ duhantyadribhiḥ | sa pavasvābhimātihā ||

O thou whose potent gladdening juice they milk out with the stones, flow on, Destroyer of our enemies.

राजा मेधाभिरीयते पवमानो मनावधि। अन्तरिक्षेण यातवे॥

rājā medhābhirīyate pavamāno manāvadhi | antarikṣeṇa yātave ||

King Pavamana is implored with holy songs, on man's behalf, To travel through the firmament.

आ न इन्दो शतग्विनं गवां पोषं स्वश्व्यम्। वहा भगत्तिमूतये॥

ā na indo śatagvinaṁ gavāṁ poṣaṁ svaśvyam | vahā bhagattimūtaye ||

Bring us, O Indu, hundredfold increase of kine, and noble steeds, The gift of fortune for our help.

आ नः सोम सहो जुवो रूपं न वर्चसे भर। सुष्वाणो देववीतये॥

ā naḥ soma saho juvo rūpaṁ na varcase bhara | suṣvāṇo devavītaye ||

Pressed for the banquet of the Gods, O Soma, bring us might, and speed, Like beauty for a brilliant show.

अर्षा सोम द्युमत्तमोऽभि द्रोणानि रोरुवत्। सीदञ्छ्येनो न योनिमा॥

arṣā soma dyumattamo'bhi droṇāni roruvat | sīdañchyeno na yonimā ||

Soma, flow on exceeding bright with loud roar to the wooden vats, Falcon-like resting in thine home.

अप्सा इन्द्राय वायवे वरुणाय मरुद्भ्यः। सोमो अर्षति विष्णवे॥

apsā indrāya vāyave varuṇāya marudbhyaḥ | somo arṣati viṣṇave ||

Soma, the Water-winner flows to Indra, Vayu, Varuna, To Visnu and the Marut host.

इषं तोकाय नो दधदस्मभ्यं सोम विश्वतः। आ पवस्व सहस्रिणम्॥

iṣaṁ tokāya no dadhadasmabhyaṁ soma viśvataḥ | ā pavasva sahasriṇam ||

Soma , bestowing food upon our progeny, from every sides, Pour on us riches thousandfold

ये सोमासः परावति ये अर्वावति सुन्विरे। ये वादः शर्यणावति॥

ye somāsaḥ parāvati ye arvāvati sunvire | ye vādaḥ śaryaṇāvati ||

The Soma juices which have been expressed afar or near at hand, Or there on Saryanavan's bank,

य आर्जीकेषु कृत्वसु ये मध्ये पस्त्यानाम्। ये वा जनेषु पञ्चसु॥

ya ārjīkeṣu kṛtvasu ye madhye pastyānām | ye vā janeṣu pañcasu ||

Those pressed among Arjikas, pressed among the active, in men's homes, Or pressed among the Races Five-

ते नो वृष्टिं दिवस्परि पवन्तामा सुवीर्यम्। सुवाना देवास इन्दवः॥

te no vṛṣṭiṁ divaspari pavantāmā suvīryam | suvānā devāsa indavaḥ ||

May these celestial drops, expressed, pour forth upon us, as they flow, Rain from the heavens apd hero strength.

पवते हर्यतो हरिर्गृणानो जमदग्निना। हिन्वानो गोरधि त्वचि॥

pavate haryato harirgṛṇāno jamadagninā | hinvāno goradhi tvaci ||

Urged forward o'er the ox-hide flows the Lovely One of tawny hue, Lauded by Jamadagni's song.

प्र शुक्रासो वयोजुवो हिन्वानासो न सप्तयः। श्रीणाना अप्सु मृञ्जत॥

pra śukrāso vayojuvo hinvānāso na saptayaḥ | śrīṇānā apsu mṛñjata ||

Like horses urged to speed, the drops, bright, stirring vital power, when blent With milk, are beautified in streams.

तं त्वा सुतेष्वाभुवो हिन्विरे देवतातये। स पवस्वानया रुचा॥

taṁ tvā suteṣvābhuvo hinvire devatātaye | sa pavasvānayā rucā ||

So they who toil with juices send thee forward for the Gods' repast: So with this splendour flow thou on.

आ ते दक्षं मयोभुवं वह्निमद्या वृणीमहे। पान्तमा पुरुस्पृहम्॥

ā te dakṣaṁ mayobhuvaṁ vahnimadyā vṛṇīmahe | pāntamā puruspṛham ||

We choose to-day that chariot-steed of thine, the Strong, that brings us bliss, The Guardian, the desire of all,

आ मन्द्रमा वरेण्यमा विप्रमा मनीषिणम्। पान्तमा पुरुस्पृहम्॥

ā mandramā vareṇyamā vipramā manīṣiṇam | pāntamā puruspṛham ||

The Excellent, the Gladdener, the Sage with heart that understands, The Guardian, the desire of all;

आ रयिमा सुचेतुनमा सुक्रतो तनूष्वा। पान्तमा पुरुस्पृहम्॥

ā rayimā sucetunamā sukrato tanūṣvā | pāntamā puruspṛham ||

Who for ourselves, O thou Most Wise, is wealth and fair intelligence, The Guardian, the desire of all.