Ṛgveda · Sūkta 4.17
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4.17.1
त्वं म॒हाँ इ॑न्द्र॒ तुभ्यं॑ ह॒ क्षा अनु॑ क्ष॒त्रं मं॒हना॑ मन्यत॒ द्यौः ।
त्वं वृ॒त्रं शव॑सा जघ॒न्वान्त्सृ॒जः सिन्धूँ॒रहि॑ना जग्रसा॒नान् ॥
O Indra, you are great; for you the heavens truly honored your might. By your power you struck down Vṛtra and released the rivers that the serpent had swallowed.
4.17.2
तव॑ त्वि॒षो जनि॑मन्रेजत॒ द्यौः एज॒द्भूमि॑र्भि॒यसा॒ स्वस्य॑ म॒न्योः ।
ऋ॒घा॒यन्त॑ सु॒भ्वः॑ पर्व॑तास॒ आर्द॒न्धन्वा॑नि स॒रय॑न्त॒ आपः॑ ॥
At the birth of your brilliance the heavens trembled, and the earth quaked in fear of your own wrath. The fair mountains were afraid, the hills were split, the plains were set in motion, and the waters flowed.
4.17.3
भि॒नद्गि॒रिं शव॑सा॒ वज्र॑मि॒ष्णन्ना॑विष्कृण्वा॒नः स॑हसा॒न ओजः॑ ।
वधी॑द्वृ॒त्रं वज्रे॑ण मन्दसा॒नः सर॒न्नापो॒ जव॑सा ह॒तवृ॑ष्णीः ॥
Splitting the mountain with might, hurling the thunderbolt, revealing your vigor, you struck down Vṛtra with the thunderbolt; exhilarated, you set the waters flowing swiftly, having slain those who resisted.
4.17.4
सु॒वीर॑स्ते जनि॒ता म॑न्यत॒ द्यौरिन्द्र॑स्य क॒र्ता स्वप॑स्तमो भूत् ।
य ईं॑ ज॒जान॑ स्व॒र्यं॑ सु॒वज्र॒मन॑पच्युतं॒ सद॑सो॒ न भूम॑ ॥
Heaven, your begetter, honored you as a heroic son; the maker of Indra became most helpful in deeds. He who brought forth the light, who has the good thunderbolt, and who is not shaken from his seat, is the mighty one.
4.17.5
य एक॑ इच्च्या॒वय॑ति॒ प्र भूमा॒ राजा॑ कृष्टी॒नां पु॑रुहू॒त इन्द्रः॑ ।
स॒त्यमे॑न॒मनु॒ विश्वे॑ मदन्ति रा॒तिं दे॒वस्य॑ गृण॒तो म॒घोनः॑ ॥
He who alone drives the mountains forth is king of the peoples, Indra, much-invoked. Indeed all rejoice after him, and they receive the gift of the god, the bountiful one, when they praise him.
4.17.6
स॒त्रा सोमा॑ अभवन्नस्य॒ विश्वे॑ स॒त्रा मदा॑सो बृह॒तो मदि॑ष्ठाः ।
स॒त्राभ॑वो॒ वसु॑पति॒र्वसू॑नां॒ दत्रे॒ विश्वा॑ अधिथा इन्द्र कृ॒ष्टीः ॥
Truly the soma-drinks became his, and all the exhilarating drinks, great and most exhilarating, truly became his. Truly you became the lord of riches and keeper of treasures; O Indra, for giving you established all the peoples.
4.17.7
त्वमध॑ प्रथ॒मं जाय॑मा॒नोऽमे॒ विश्वा॑ अधिथा इन्द्र कृ॒ष्टीः ।
त्वं प्रति॑ प्र॒वत॑ आ॒शया॑न॒महिं॒ वज्रे॑ण मघव॒न्वि वृ॑श्चः ॥
O Indra, at your very birth you first subdued all the peoples; O bountiful Maghavan, you cut open with the thunderbolt the serpent lying in wait against the flowing waters.
4.17.8
स॒त्रा॒हणं॒ दाधृ॑षिं॒ तुम्र॒मिन्द्रं॑ म॒हाम॑पा॒रं वृ॑ष॒भं सु॒वज्र॑म् ।
हन्ता॒ यो वृ॒त्रं सनि॑तो॒त वाजं॒ दाता॑ म॒घानि॑ म॒घवा॑ सु॒राधाः॑ ॥
Praise Indra, the all-conquering, the fearless, the bold, the great, the boundless, the bull with the good thunderbolt; he is the slayer who wins and gives booty, the bountiful Maghavan, the good giver of riches.
4.17.9
अ॒यं वृत॑श्चातयते समी॒चीर्य आ॒जिषु॑ म॒घवा॑ शृ॒ण्व एकः॑ ।
अ॒यं वाजं॑ भरति॒ यं स॒नोति॑ अ॒स्य प्रि॒यासः॑ स॒ख्ये स्या॑म ॥
It is Indra who scatters the enclosures together; he is Maghavan, heard alone in the contests. He brings wealth and gives it; may we be his dear ones, and abide in his friendship.
4.17.10
अ॒यं शृ॑ण्वे॒ अध॒ जय॑न्नु॒त घ्नन्न॒यमु॒त प्र कृ॑णुते यु॒धा गाः ।
य॒दा स॒त्यं कृ॑णु॒ते म॒न्युमिन्द्रो॒ विश्वं॑ दृ॒ळ्हं भ॑यत॒ एज॑दस्मात् ॥
It is Indra who is heard; then conquering and smiting, he also wins the cows by battle. When Indra establishes the truth and assumes his fury, all that is firm trembles in fear before him.
4.17.11
समिन्द्रो॒ गा अ॑जय॒त्सं हिर॑ण्या॒ सम॑श्वि॒या म॒घवा॒ यो ह॑ पू॒र्वीः ।
ए॒भिर्नृभि॒र्नृत॑मो अस्य शा॒कैः रा॒यो वि॑भ॒क्ता स॑म्भ॒रश्च॒ वस्वः॑ ॥
Indra won the cows together, the gold together, the horses together; he is Maghavan, who indeed conquers many. Together with these men, the most manly of heroes, by his might he apportions wealth and distributes goods.
4.17.12
किय॑त्स्वि॒दिन्द्रो॒ अध्ये॑ति मा॒तुः किय॑त्पि॒तुर्ज॑नि॒तुर्यो ज॒जान॑ ।
यो अ॑स्य॒ शुष्मं॑ मुहु॒कैरिय॑र्ति॒ वातो॒ न जू॒त स्त॒नय॑द्भिर॒भ्रैः ॥
How far does Indra go beyond the mother's bounds, and how far beyond the father's and the begetter's, who gave him birth? Who stirs his strength again and again, as the wind driven by the thundering clouds?
4.17.13
क्षि॒यन्तं॑ त्व॒मक्षि॑यन्तं कृणो॒तीय॑र्ति रे॒णुं म॒घवा॑ स॒मोह॑म् ।
वि॒भ॒ञ्ज॒नुर॒शनि॑माँ इव॒ द्यौरु॒त स्तो॒तारं॑ म॒घवा॒ वसौ॑ धात् ॥
You make the wasted one unwasting; the bountiful Indra raises dust and stirs up the tumult. The shatterer who holds the thunderbolt is like the sky, and the bountiful Indra establishes the praiser in wealth.
4.17.14
अ॒यं च॒क्रमि॑षण॒त्सूर्य॑स्य॒ न्येत॑शं रीरमत्ससृमा॒णम् ।
आ कृ॒ष्ण ईं॑ जुहुरा॒णो जि॑घर्ति त्व॒चो बु॒ध्ने रज॑सो अ॒स्य योनौ॑ ॥
He set the wheel of the sun in motion and stilled the wandering Étaśa. The dark one, moving about, seizes him—from the skin, at the base of the realm, in this womb.
4.17.15
असि॑क्न्यां॒ यज॑मानो॒ न होता॑ ॥
Like a sacrificer and invoking priest in the dark.
4.17.16
ग॒व्यन्त॒ इन्द्रं॑ स॒ख्याय॒ विप्रा॑ अश्वा॒यन्तो॒ वृष॑णं वा॒जय॑न्तः ।
ज॒नी॒यन्तो॑ जनि॒दामक्षि॑तोति॒मा च्या॑वयामोऽव॒ते न कोश॑म् ॥
Seeking cows, the inspired poets call upon Indra for friendship; seeking horses, upon the bull; seeking food, upon the bestower of birth and undiminished helper, as one lowers a vessel into a well.
4.17.17
त्रा॒ता नो॑ बोधि॒ ददृ॑शान आ॒पिर॑भिख्या॒ता म॑र्डि॒ता सो॒म्याना॑म् ।
सखा॑ पि॒ता पि॒तृत॑मः पितॄ॒णां कर्ते॑मुलो॒कमु॑श॒ते व॑यो॒धाः ॥
Protector, become manifest for us; be the renowned exhilarator of the soma-drinkers. Friend, father, most a father of the fathers, maker who brings light, giver of vitality to him who desires.
4.17.18
स॒खी॒य॒ताम॑वि॒ता बो॑धि॒ सखा॑ गृणा॒न इ॑न्द्र स्तुव॒ते वयो॑ धाः ।
व॒यं ह्या ते॑ चकृ॒मा स॒बाध॑ आ॒भिः शमी॑भिर्म॒हय॑न्त इन्द्र ॥
Be the helper of those who seek friendship; become a friend, O Indra, and grant vigor to the praiser. We have come to you, even with trouble, exalting you with these hymns, O Indra.
4.17.19
स्तु॒त इन्द्रो॑ म॒घवा॒ यद्ध॑ वृ॒त्रा भूरी॒ण्येको॑ अप्र॒तीनि॑ हन्ति ।
अ॒स्य प्रि॒यो ज॑रि॒ता यस्य॒ शर्म॒न्नकि॑र्दे॒वा वा॒रय॑न्ते॒ न मर्ताः॑ ॥
When praised Indra, the bountiful one, alone strikes down many obstructors, none opposing him; dear is his singer, and under whose protection neither gods nor mortals obstruct.
4.17.20
ए॒वा न॒ इन्द्रो॑ म॒घवा॑ विर॒प्शी कर॑त्स॒त्या च॑र्षणी॒धृद॑न॒र्वा ।
त्वं राजा॑ ज॒नुषां॑ धेह्य॒स्मे अधि॒ श्रवो॒ माहि॑नं॒ यज्ज॑रि॒त्रे ॥
Thus may bountiful, mighty Indra make the truth for us. You, king of creatures, establish in us the great glory that is for the singer.
4.17.21
नू ष्टु॒त इ॑न्द्र॒ नू गृ॑णा॒न इषं॑ जरि॒त्रे न॒द्यो॑ न पी॑पेः ।
अका॑रि ते हरिवो॒ ब्रह्म॒ नव्यं॑ धि॒या स्या॑म र॒थ्यः॑ सदा॒साः ॥
Now praised Indra, now praising, fill the singer's food like rivers. O lord of tawny steeds, a new sacred formula has been made for you; may we, through thought, always be charioteers.