Sukta 25

भद्रं नो अपि वातय मनो दक्षमुत क्रतुम्। अधा ते सख्ये अन्धसो वि वो मदे रणन्गावो न यवसे विवक्षसे॥

bhadraṁ no api vātaya mano dakṣamuta kratum | adhā te sakhye andhaso vi vo made raṇangāvo na yavase vivakṣase ||

SEND us a good and happy mind, send energy and mental power. Then-at your glad carouse-let men joy in thy love, Sweet juice! as kine in pasture. Thou. art waxing great.

हृदिस्पृशस्त आसते विश्वेषु सोम धामसु। अधा कामा इमे मम वि वो मदे वि तिष्ठन्ते वसूयवो विवक्षसे॥

hṛdispṛśasta āsate viśveṣu soma dhāmasu | adhā kāmā ime mama vi vo made vi tiṣṭhante vasūyavo vivakṣase ||

rn all thy forms, O Soma, rest thy powers that influence the heart. So also these my longings-at your glad carouse-spread themselves seeking riches. Thou art waxing great.

उत व्रतानि सोम ते प्राहं मिनामि पाक्या। अधा पितेव सूनवे वि वो मदे मृळा नो अभि चिद्वधाद्विवक्षसे॥

uta vratāni soma te prāhaṁ mināmi pākyā | adhā piteva sūnave vi vo made mṛḻā no abhi cidvadhādvivakṣase ||

Even if, O Soma, I neglect thy laws through my simplicity, Be gracious-at your glad carouse-as sire to son. Preserve us even from slaughter. T'hou. art waxing great.

समु प्र यन्ति धीतयः सर्गासोऽवताँ इव। क्रतुं नः सोम जीवसे वि वो मदे धारया चमसाँ इव विवक्षसे॥

samu pra yanti dhītayaḥ sargāso'vatā iva | kratuṁ naḥ soma jīvase vi vo made dhārayā camasā iva vivakṣase ||

Our songs in concert go to thee as streams of water to the wells. Soma, that we may live, grant-at your glad carouse-full powers of mind, like beakers. Thou art waxing great.

तव त्ये सोम शक्तिभिर्निकामासो व्यृण्विरे। गृत्सस्य धीरास्तवसो वि वो मदे व्रजं गोमन्तमश्विनं विवक्षसे॥

tava tye soma śaktibhirnikāmāso vyṛṇvire | gṛtsasya dhīrāstavaso vi vo made vrajaṁ gomantamaśvinaṁ vivakṣase ||

O Soma, through thy might who art skilful and strong, these longing men, These sages, have thrown open-at your glad carouse-the stall of kine and horses. Thou art waxing great

पशुं नः सोम रक्षसि पुरुत्रा विष्ठितं जगत्। समाकृणोषि जीवसे वि वो मदे विश्वा सम्पश्यन्भुवना विवक्षसे॥

paśuṁ naḥ soma rakṣasi purutrā viṣṭhitaṁ jagat | samākṛṇoṣi jīvase vi vo made viśvā sampaśyanbhuvanā vivakṣase ||

Our herds thou guardest, Soma, and the moving world spread far and wide. Thou fittest them for living,-at your glad carouse-looking upon all beings. Thou art waxing great.

त्वं नः सोम विश्वतो गोपा अदाभ्यो भव। सेध राजन्नप स्रिधो वि वो मदे मा नो दुःशंस ईशता विवक्षसे॥

tvaṁ naḥ soma viśvato gopā adābhyo bhava | sedha rājannapa sridho vi vo made mā no duḥśaṁsa īśatā vivakṣase ||

On all sides, Soma, be to us a Guardian ne'er to be deceived. King, drive away our foemen-at your glad carouse:-let not the wicked rule us. Thou art waxing great.

त्वं नः सोम सुक्रतुर्वयोधेयाय जागृहि। क्षेत्रवित्तरो मनुषो वि वो मदे द्रुहो नः पाह्यंहसो विवक्षसे॥

tvaṁ naḥ soma sukraturvayodheyāya jāgṛhi | kṣetravittaro manuṣo vi vo made druho naḥ pāhyaṁhaso vivakṣase ||

Be watchful, Soma, passing wise, to give us store of vital strength. More skilled than man to guide us,-at your glad carouse-save us from harm and sorrow. Thou art waxing great.

त्वं नो वृत्रहन्तमेन्द्रस्येन्दो शिवः सखा। यत्सीं हवन्ते समिथे वि वो मदे युध्यमानास्तोकसातौ विवक्षसे॥

tvaṁ no vṛtrahantamendrasyendo śivaḥ sakhā | yatsīṁ havante samithe vi vo made yudhyamānāstokasātau vivakṣase ||

Chief slayer of our foemen, thou, Indu, art Indra's gracious Friend, When warriors invoke him-at your glad carouse -in fight, to win them offspring. Thou art waxing great.

अयं घ स तुरो मद इन्द्रस्य वर्धत प्रियः। अयं कक्षीवतो महो वि वो मदे मतिं विप्रस्य वर्धयद्विवक्षसे॥

ayaṁ gha sa turo mada indrasya vardhata priyaḥ | ayaṁ kakṣīvato maho vi vo made matiṁ viprasya vardhayadvivakṣase ||

Victorious is this gladdening drink: to Indra dear it grows in strength. This-at your glad carouse -enhanced the mighty hymn of the great sage Kaksivan. Thou art waxing great.

अयं विप्राय दाशुषे वाजाँ इयर्ति गोमतः। अयं सप्तभ्य आ वरं वि वो मदे प्रान्धं श्रोणं च तारिषद्विवक्षसे॥

ayaṁ viprāya dāśuṣe vājā iyarti gomataḥ | ayaṁ saptabhya ā varaṁ vi vo made prāndhaṁ śroṇaṁ ca tāriṣadvivakṣase ||

This to the sage who offers gifts brings power that comes from wealth in kine. This, better than the seven, hath-at your glad carouse-furthered the blind, the cripple. Thou art waxing great.