Ṛgveda · Sūkta 1.62
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1.62.1
प्र म॑न्महे शवसा॒नाय॑ शू॒षमा॑ङ्गू॒षं गिर्व॑णसे अङ्गिर॒स्वत् ।
सु॒वृ॒क्तिभि॑ स्तुव॒त ऋ॑ग्मि॒यायार्चा॑मा॒र्कं नरे॒ विश्रु॑ताय ॥
We offer swift praise to the mighty one, a vigorous chant to the lord of songs, like the Aṅgirases. For the one who praises with fine hymns, the skilled poet, for the famous leader, we sing the sacred song.
1.62.2
प्र वो॑ म॒हे महि॒ नमो॑ भरध्वमाङ्गू॒ष्यं॑ शवसा॒नाय॒ साम॑ ।
येना॑ नः॒ पूर्वे॑ पि॒तरः॑ पद॒ज्ञा अर्च॑न्तो॒ अङ्गि॑रसो॒ गा अवि॑न्दन् ॥
Offer great homage to the great one, and sing the vigorous Āṅgūṣya chant for the mighty one, by which our ancient fathers, the knowers of the path, the Aṅgirases, singing, found the cows.
1.62.3
इन्द्र॒स्याङ्गि॑रसां चे॒ष्टौ वि॒दत्स॒रमा॒ तन॑याय धा॒सिम् ।
बृह॒स्पति॑र्भि॒नदद्रिं॑ वि॒दद्गाः समु॒स्रिया॑भिर्वावशन्त॒ नरः॑ ॥
In the quest of Indra and the Aṅgirases, Saramā discovered the hiding-place for the child. Bṛhaspati split the mountain and found the cows; the men, together with the cows, roared aloud.
1.62.4
स सु॒ष्टुभा॒ स स्तु॒भा स॒प्त विप्रैः॑ स्व॒रेणाद्रिं॑ स्व॒र्यो॑ नव॑ग्वैः ।
स॒र॒ण्युभिः॑ फलि॒गमि॑न्द्र शक्र व॒लं रवे॑ण दरयो॒ दश॑ग्वैः ॥
With the Suṣṭubh meter, with the Stubh chant, with the seven inspired poets and the voice, with the nine-fold helpers, you split the mountain. O Indra, O mighty one, with the Saraṇyu helpers you broke open the Phalīga, the Vala, with a roar, together with the ten-fold.
1.62.5
गृ॒णा॒नो अङ्गि॑रोभिर्दस्म॒ वि व॑रु॒षसा॒ सूर्ये॑ण॒ गोभि॒रन्धः॑ ।
वि भूम्या॑ अप्रथय इन्द्र॒ सानु॑ दि॒वो रज॒ उप॑रमस्तभायः ॥
Praised by the Aṅgirases, O wondrous Indra, you spread out the darkness with Dawn, with the sun, with the cows. O Indra, you spread wide the earth; you propped up the ridge of heaven, the upper space.
1.62.6
तदु॒ प्रय॑क्षतममस्य॒ कर्म॑ द॒स्मस्य॒ चारु॑तममस्ति॒ दंसः॑ ।
उ॒प॒ह्व॒रे यदुप॑रा॒ अपि॑न्व॒न्मध्व॑र्णसो न॒द्य॑श्चत॑स्रः ॥
That is indeed his most praiseworthy deed, and the most beautiful work of that wondrous one, when at the call he set loose the upara waters, the four sweetly flowing rivers.
1.62.7
द्वि॒ता वि व॑व्रे स॒नजा॒ सनी॑ळे अ॒यास्य॒ स्तव॑मानेभिर॒र्कैः ।
भगो॒ न मेने॑ पर॒मे व्यो॑म॒न्नधा॑रय॒द्रोद॑सी सु॒दंसाः॑ ॥
In two ways he parted them, with hymns praised by Ayāsya. Like Bhaga, in the highest, wide expanse of the sky, the bounteous one set firm heaven and earth.
1.62.8
स॒नाद्दिवं॒ परि॒ भूमा॒ विरू॑पे पुन॒र्भुवा॑ युव॒ती स्वेभि॒रेवैः॑ ।
कृ॒ष्णेभि॑र॒क्तोषा रुश॑द्भि॒र्वपु॑र्भि॒रा च॑रतो अ॒न्यान्या॑ ॥
From of old, heaven and earth—of varied forms, reborn, youthful—are encircled by their own radiances. Dark night and Uṣas, with shining forms, move hither, one after the other.
1.62.9
सने॑मि स॒ख्यं स्व॑प॒स्यमा॑नः सू॒नुर्दा॑धार॒ शव॑सा सु॒दंसाः॑ ।
आ॒मासु॑ चिद्दधिषे प॒क्वम॒न्तः पयः॑ कृ॒ष्णासु॒ रुश॒द्रोहि॑णीषु ॥
Cherishing lasting friendship, the son (Indra) held it fast by strength, the bounteous one. Even among the raw you keep the ripened within—milk among the dark and shining red cows.
1.62.10
स॒नात्सनी॑ळा अ॒वनी॑रवा॒ता व्र॒ता र॑क्षन्ते अ॒मृताः॒ सहो॑भिः ।
पु॒रू स॒हस्रा॒ जन॑यो॒ न पत्नी॑र्दुव॒स्यन्ति॒ स्वसा॑रो॒ अह्र॑याणम् ॥
From of old, those sisters—boundless, unhindered—immortal, guard the laws by their powers. Thousands of water-mothers bear as wives do; the sisters seek the serpent of the deep, Ahrayāṇa.
1.62.11
स॒ना॒युवो॒ नम॑सा॒ नव्यो॑ अ॒र्कैर्व॑सू॒यवो॑ म॒तयो॑ दस्म दद्रुः ।
पतिं॒ न पत्नी॑रुश॒तीरु॒शन्तं॑ स्पृ॒शन्ति॑ त्वा शवसावन्मनी॒षाः ॥
Bringing friendship, with homage, with fresh hymns, the thoughts seeking wealth—O bountiful one—have come running. As desiring wives touch their lord, so the prayers touch you, O mighty one of strength.
1.62.12
स॒नादे॒व तव॒ रायो॒ गभ॑स्तौ॒ न क्षीय॑न्ते॒ नोप॑ दस्यन्ति दस्म ।
द्यु॒माँ अ॑सि॒ क्रतु॑माँ इन्द्र॒ धीरः॒ शिक्षा॑ शचीव॒स्तव॑ नः॒ शची॑भिः ॥
Your riches never fail in the hands, nor are they exhausted, O bountiful one. You are radiant, rich in insight; O Indra, steadfast, O mighty one, grant us with your powers.
1.62.13
स॒ना॒य॒ते गोत॑म इन्द्र॒ नव्य॒मत॑क्ष॒द्ब्रह्म॑ हरि॒योज॑नाय ।
सु॒नी॒थाय॑ नः शवसान नो॒धाः प्रा॒तर्म॒क्षू धि॒याव॑सुर्जगम्यात् ॥
For the one yoked by tawny steeds, the seer Sanāyata of the Gotama line fashioned a new prayer to Indra. O mighty Indra, for our good path, may Nodhas, rich in insight, come swiftly to us at dawn.