Ṛgveda · Sūkta 1.86

1.86.1

मरु॑तो॒ यस्य॒ हि क्षये॑ पा॒था दि॒वो वि॑महसः ।
स सु॑गो॒पात॑मो॒ जनः॑ ॥

O Maruts, in whose dwelling you guard the paths of heaven, O mighty ones, that man is the best protected.

य॒ज्ञैर्वा॑ यज्ञवाहसो॒ विप्र॑स्य वा मती॒नाम् ।
मरु॑तः शृणु॒ता हव॑म् ॥

O sacrifice-bearing Maruts, by sacrifices or by the thoughtful praises of the wise poet, O Maruts, hear the call.

उ॒त वा॒ यस्य॑ वा॒जिनोऽनु॒ विप्र॒मत॑क्षत ।
स गन्ता॒ गोम॑ति व्र॒जे ॥

And for whose strong man they shape the wise poet, he shall go to the cattle-rich fold.

अ॒स्य वी॒रस्य॑ ब॒र्हिषि॑ सु॒तः सोमो॒ दिवि॑ष्टिषु ।
उ॒क्थं मद॑श्च शस्यते ॥

For this hero, Soma has been pressed on the sacred grass, on the heavenly seats; the ukthā-chant and the exhilaration are also recited.

अ॒स्य श्रो॑ष॒न्त्वा भुवो॒ विश्वा॒ यश्च॑र्ष॒णीर॒भि ।
सूरं॑ चित्स॒स्रुषी॒रिषः॑ ॥

Let all beings hear his call — those who move toward the sun, who indeed set the waters and the food in motion.

पू॒र्वीभि॒र्हि द॑दाशि॒म श॒रद्भि॑र्मरुतो व॒यम् ।
अवो॑भिश्चर्षणी॒नाम् ॥

O Maruts, indeed through many and through many autumns we have offered; with your aid we accomplish the works of the fellow-workers who move.

सु॒भगः॒ स प्र॑यज्यवो॒ मरु॑तो अस्तु॒ मर्त्यः॑ ।
यस्य॒ प्रयां॑सि॒ पर्ष॑थ ॥

O Maruts, leaders of the sacrifice, may that mortal be blessed whose journeys you carry across.

श॒श॒मा॒नस्य॑ वा नरः॒ स्वेद॑स्य सत्यशवसः ।
वि॒दा काम॑स्य॒ वेन॑तः ॥

O men, O Maruts of true strength, you have found the desire of the one who toils and longs.

यू॒यं तत्स॑त्यशवस आ॒विष्क॑र्त महित्व॒ना ।
विध्य॑ता वि॒द्युता॒ रक्षः॑ ॥

You, O Maruts of true strength, make that manifest by your greatness; strike the demon with lightning.

गूह॑ता॒ गुह्यं॒ तमो॒ वि या॑त॒ विश्व॑म॒त्रिण॑म् ।
ज्योति॑ष्कर्ता॒ यदु॒श्मसि॑ ॥

Hide the secret darkness, drive away all the stingy foes, and produce the light that we desire.