Atharvaveda · Sūkta 20.15
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20.15.1
प्र मंहिष्ठाय बृहते बृहद्रये सत्यशुष्माय तवसे मतिं भरे ।
अपामिव प्रवणे यस्य दुर्धरं राधो विश्वायु शवसे अपावृतम् ॥ २०.१५.१ ॥
I bring a hymn to the most bountiful, great, great-wealthed, one of true strength, the mighty one; his unassailable wealth, giving life to all, lies open for strength like waters flowing down a slope.
20.15.2
अध ते विश्वमनु हासदिष्टय आपो निम्नेव सवना हविष्मतः ।
यत्पर्वते न समशीत हर्यत इन्द्रस्य वज्रः श्नथिता हिरण्ययः ॥ २०.१५.२ ॥
Then all desires and the libations of the oblation-bearers rush toward you like waters to low ground; when Indra's golden thunderbolt could not rest upon the mountain, it pierced through.
20.15.3
अस्मै भीमाय नमसा समध्वर उषो न शुभ्र आ भरा पनीयसे ।
यस्य धाम श्रवसे नामेन्द्रियं ज्योतिरकारि हरितो नायसे ॥ २०.१५.३ ॥
Offer the rite with homage to that fearsome one, bring it to the praiseworthy one like bright light for the dawn; whose abode, name for fame, Indra-power and light were made, for the guidance of the tawny one.
20.15.4
इमे त इन्द्र ते वयं पुरुष्टुत ये त्वारभ्य चरामसि प्रभूवसो ।
नहि त्वदन्यो गिर्वणो गिरः सधत्क्षोणीरिव प्रति नो हर्य तद्वचः ॥ २०.१५.४ ॥
O Indra, we are yours, much-praised one; we who grasp you and live on, lord of wealth. There is no other than you, O one praised by songs; accept our songs as the earths accept; desire that word of ours.
20.15.5
भूरि त इन्द्र वीर्यं तव स्मस्यस्य स्तोतुर्मघवन् काममा पृण ।
अनु ते द्यौर्बृहती वीर्यं मम इयं च ते पृथिवी नेम ओजसे ॥ २०.१५.५ ॥
O Indra, your heroic power is vast, we are yours; O bountiful one, fulfil the desire of this praiser. In accordance with your heroic power the vast heaven (bows), and mine too; this earth too is yours, and a portion of it is for your might.
20.15.6
त्वं तमिन्द्र पर्वतं महामुरुं वज्रेण वज्रिन् पर्वशश्चकर्तिथ ।
अवासृजो निवृताः सर्तवा अपः सत्रा विश्वं दधिषे केवलं सहः ॥ २०.१५.६ ॥
You, Indra, wielder of the thunderbolt, cut apart that great, vast mountain joint by joint with your bolt. You released the confined waters to flow; alone you hold all strength.