Ṛgveda · Sūkta 1.57
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1.57.1
प्र मंहि॑ष्ठाय बृह॒ते बृ॒हद्र॑ये स॒त्यशु॑ष्माय त॒वसे॑ म॒तिं भ॑रे ।
अ॒पामि॑व प्रव॒णे यस्य॑ दु॒र्धरं॒ राधो॑ वि॒श्वायु॒ शव॑से॒ अपा॑वृतम् ॥
To the most mighty, great, mountain-like one whose strength is true and mighty, I bring my hymn of thought. His bounty, like water flowing down a slope, cannot be held back; it gives life to all and lies open to strength.
1.57.2
अध॑ ते॒ विश्व॒मनु॑ हासदि॒ष्टय॒ आपो॑ नि॒म्नेव॒ सव॑ना ह॒विष्म॑तः ।
यत्पर्व॑ते॒ न स॒मशी॑त हर्य॒त इन्द्र॑स्य॒ वज्रः॒ श्नथि॑ता हिर॒ण्ययः॑ ॥
Then let the whole world be yours, as water runs to low ground; let the soma-streams of the one who offers oblations flow. When the tawny one gathered on the mountain, Indra's golden thunderbolt rose to strike.
1.57.3
अ॒स्मै भी॒माय॒ नम॑सा॒ सम॑ध्व॒र उषो॒ न शु॑भ्र॒ आ भ॑रा॒ पनी॑यसे ।
यस्य॒ धाम॒ श्रव॑से॒ नामे॑न्द्रि॒यं ज्योति॒रका॑रि ह॒रितो॒ नाय॑से ॥
With reverence, gathered together in the sacrifice to that fearsome one, O Dawn, bring him, shining, to the one worthy of praise. For fame is his dwelling; his name and the power of his senses; light was made for him, and the tawny ones moved like the one who goes.
1.57.4
इ॒मे त॑ इन्द्र॒ ते व॒यं पु॑रुष्टुत॒ ये त्वा॒रभ्य॒ चरा॑मसि प्रभूवसो ।
न॒हि त्वद॒न्यो गि॑र्वणो॒ गिरः॒ सघ॑त्क्षो॒णीरि॑व॒ प्रति॑ नो हर्य॒ तद्वचः॑ ॥
O Indra, much-invoked one, these are all yours; beginning with you we go about, O lord of great wealth. There is no other beyond you, O lord of songs; hold these praises toward us as the earths hold, that word.
1.57.5
भूरि॑ त इन्द्र वी॒र्यं॑ तव॑ स्मसि अ॒स्य स्तो॒तुर्म॑घव॒न्काम॒मा पृ॑ण ।
अनु॑ ते॒ द्यौर्बृ॑ह॒ती वी॒र्यं॑ मम इ॒यं च॑ ते पृथि॒वी ने॑म॒ ओज॑से ॥
O Indra, your heroic might is great; we are yours. O bountiful one, fulfill this praiser's desire. The vast heaven has grown in heroic power after you; and this earth too has bowed for your strength.
1.57.6
त्वं तमि॑न्द्र॒ पर्व॑तं म॒हामु॒रुं वज्रे॑ण वज्रिन्पर्व॒शश्च॑कर्तिथ ।
अवा॑सृजो॒ निवृ॑ताः॒ सर्त॒वा अ॒पः स॒त्रा विश्वं॑ दधिषे॒ केव॑लं॒ सहः॑ ॥
You, O Indra, cut that great wide mountain joint by joint with the thunderbolt, O thunderbolt-bearer. You released the enclosed waters to flow; truly you have held all, your own might alone.