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प्रति व एना नमसाहमेमि सूक्तेन भिक्षे सुमतिं तुराणाम्। रराणता मरुतो वेद्याभिर्नि हेळो धत्त वि मुचध्वमश्वान्॥

prati va enā namasāhamemi sūktena bhikṣe sumatiṁ turāṇām | rarāṇatā maruto vedyābhirni heḻo dhatta vi mucadhvamaśvān ||

To you I come with this mine adoration, and with a hymn I crave the Strong Ones' favour A hymn that truly makes you joyful, Maruts. Suppress your anger and unyoke your horses.

एष वः स्तोमो मरुतो नमस्वान्हृदा तष्टो मनसा धायि देवाः। उपेमा यात मनसा जुषाणा यूयं हि ष्ठा नमस इद्वृधासः॥

eṣa vaḥ stomo maruto namasvānhṛdā taṣṭo manasā dhāyi devāḥ | upemā yāta manasā juṣāṇā yūyaṁ hi ṣṭhā namasa idvṛdhāsaḥ ||

Maruts, to you this laud with prayer and worship, formed in the mind and heart, ye Gods, is offered. Come ye to us, rejoicing in your spirit, for ye are they who make our prayer effective.

स्तुतासो नो मरुतो मृळयन्तूत स्तुतो मघवा शम्भविष्ठः। ऊर्ध्वा नः सन्तु कोम्या वनान्यहानि विश्वा मरुतो जिगीषा॥

stutāso no maruto mṛḻayantūta stuto maghavā śambhaviṣṭhaḥ | ūrdhvā naḥ santu komyā vanānyahāni viśvā maruto jigīṣā ||

The Maruts, praised by us, shall show us favour; Maghavan, lauded, shall be most propitious. Maruts,, may all our days that are to follow be very pleasant, lovely and triumphant.

अस्मादहं तविषादीषमाण इन्द्राद्भिया मरुतो रेजमानः। युष्मभ्यं हव्या निशितान्यासन्तान्यारे चकृमा मृळता नः॥

asmādahaṁ taviṣādīṣamāṇa indrādbhiyā maruto rejamānaḥ | yuṣmabhyaṁ havyā niśitānyāsantānyāre cakṛmā mṛḻatā naḥ ||

I fled in terrror from this mighty Indra, my body trembling in alarm, O Maruts. Oblations meant for you had been made ready; these have we set aside: for this forgive us.

येन मानासश्चितयन्त उस्रा व्युष्टिषु शवसा शश्वतीनाम्। स नो मरुद्भिर्वृषभ श्रवो धा उग्र उग्रेभिः स्थविरः सहोदाः॥

yena mānāsaścitayanta usrā vyuṣṭiṣu śavasā śaśvatīnām | sa no marudbhirvṛṣabha śravo dhā ugra ugrebhiḥ sthaviraḥ sahodāḥ ||

By whom the Manas recognize the day-springs, by whose strength at the dawn of endless mornings, Give us, thou Mighty, glory with Maruts. fierce with the fierce, the Strong who givest triumph.

त्वं पाहीन्द्र सहीयसो नॄन्भवा मरुद्भिरवयातहेळाः। सुप्रकेतेभिः सासहिर्दधानो विद्यामेषं वृजनं जीरदानुम्॥

tvaṁ pāhīndra sahīyaso nṝnbhavā marudbhiravayātaheḻāḥ | supraketebhiḥ sāsahirdadhāno vidyāmeṣaṁ vṛjanaṁ jīradānum ||

Do thou, O Indra, guard the conquering Heroes, and rid thee of thy wrath against the Maruts, With them, the wise, victorious and bestowing. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.