Ṛgveda · Sūkta 8.7
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8.7.1
प्र यद्व॑स्त्रि॒ष्टुभ॒मिषं॒ मरु॑तो॒ विप्रो॒ अक्ष॑रत् ।
वि पर्व॑तेषु राजथ ॥
O Maruts, when the inspired seer poured forth for you nourishment in the triṣṭubh meter, you shone out among the mountains.
8.7.2
यद॒ङ्ग त॑विषीयवो॒ यामं॑ शुभ्रा॒ अचि॑ध्वम् ।
नि पर्व॑ता अहासत ॥
O vigorous and bright Maruts, when you set out on your course, the mountains trembled and bowed down.
8.7.3
उदी॑रयन्त वा॒युभि॑र्वा॒श्रासः॒ पृश्नि॑मातरः ।
धु॒क्षन्त॑ पि॒प्युषी॒मिष॑म् ॥
With the winds, the bright storm-clouds, mothers of many spots, rose up and poured forth the nourishing food.
8.7.4
वप॑न्ति म॒रुतो॒ मिहं॒ प्र वे॑पयन्ति॒ पर्व॑तान् ।
यद्यामं॒ यान्ति॑ वा॒युभिः॑ ॥
The Maruts scatter the mist and make the mountains tremble, when they go on their journey with the winds.
8.7.5
नि यद्यामा॑य वो गि॒रिर्नि सिन्ध॑वो॒ विध॑र्मणे ।
म॒हे शुष्मा॑य येमि॒रे ॥
When for your journey the mountain bowed down and the far-flowing rivers were held back, they restrained themselves for great might.
8.7.6
यु॒ष्माँ उ॒ नक्त॑मू॒तये॑ यु॒ष्मान्दिवा॑ हवामहे ।
यु॒ष्मान्प्र॑य॒त्य॑ध्व॒रे ॥
For help we call you by night, and you we call by day; when the offering is set forth at the sacrifice, we invoke you.
8.7.7
उदु॒ त्ये अ॑रु॒णप्स॑वश्चि॒त्रा यामे॑भिरीरते ।
वा॒श्रा अधि॒ ष्णुना॑ दि॒वः ॥
Those red-shining Maruts rise up with their chariots upon the back of heaven, variegated and bright.
8.7.8
सृ॒जन्ति॑ र॒श्मिमोज॑सा॒ पन्थां॒ सूर्या॑य॒ यात॑वे ।
ते भा॒नुभि॒र्वि त॑स्थिरे ॥
By their might they make a ray and a path for the Sun to travel; with their brilliances they stand firm.
8.7.9
इ॒मां मे॑ मरुतो॒ गिर॑मि॒मं स्तोम॑मृभुक्षणः ।
इ॒मं मे॑ वनता॒ हव॑म् ॥
O Maruts, O Ṛbhukṣans, hear this my song, this my hymn of praise; favor this my invocation.
8.7.10
त्रीणि॒ सरां॑सि॒ पृश्न॑यो दुदु॒ह्रे व॒ज्रिणे॒ मधु॑ ।
उत्सं॒ कव॑न्धमु॒द्रिण॑म् ॥
From three lakes the mother-streams milked sweetness for the wielder of the thunderbolt: the spring, the headless cloud-trunk, and the surging flood.
8.7.11
मरु॑तो॒ यद्ध॑ वो दि॒वः सु॑म्ना॒यन्तो॒ हवा॑महे ।
आ तू न॒ उप॑ गन्तन ॥
O Maruts, when we call you from heaven, desiring your favor, then indeed come hither to us.
8.7.12
यू॒यं हि ष्ठा सु॑दानवः॒ रुद्रा॑ ऋभुक्षणो॒ दमे॑ ।
उ॒त प्रचे॑तसो॒ मदे॑ ॥
You indeed are the bountiful givers, O Rudras and Ṛbhukṣans; in this house, and in the exhilaration, O wise gods, you are present.
8.7.13
आ नो॑ र॒यिं म॑द॒च्युतं॑ पुरु॒क्षुं वि॒श्वधा॑यसम् ।
इय॑र्ता मरुतो दि॒वः ॥
O Maruts, bring to us from heaven that wealth which is exhilarating, abundant, and all-bestowing.
8.7.14
अधी॑व॒ यद्गि॑री॒णां यामं॑ शुभ्रा॒ अचि॑ध्वम् ।
सु॒वा॒नैर्म॑न्दध्व॒ इन्दु॑भिः ॥
O bright Maruts, when you move along the mountains' path, rejoice with the soma drops, together with those who press the soma.
8.7.15
ए॒ताव॑तश्चिदेषां सु॒म्नं भि॑क्षेत॒ मर्त्यः॑ ।
अदा॑भ्यस्य॒ मन्म॑भिः ॥
Even a mortal should seek so much blessing from these, with the hymns of the unharmed one.
8.7.16
ये द्र॒प्सा इ॑व॒ रोद॑सी॒ धम॒न्त्यनु॑ वृ॒ष्टिभिः॑ ।
उत्सं॑ दु॒हन्तो॒ अक्षि॑तम् ॥
Who, like drops, with showers make heaven and earth resound, milking the inexhaustible spring.
8.7.17
उदु॑ स्वा॒नेभि॑रीरत॒ उद्रथै॒रुदु॑ वा॒युभिः॑ ।
उत्स्तोमैः॒ पृश्नि॑मातरः ॥
Indeed they rise upward with roarings, with chariots, with winds, with praises, O sons of the speckled mother.
8.7.18
येना॒व तु॒र्वशं॒ यदुं॒ येन॒ कण्वं॑ धन॒स्पृत॑म् ।
रा॒ये सु तस्य॑ धीमहि ॥
By whatever favor you protected Turvaśa and Yadu, and by which you protected Kaṇva, the giver of wealth, for wealth we truly hold that favor in mind.
8.7.19
इ॒मा उ॑ वः सुदानवो घृ॒तं न पि॒प्युषी॒रिषः॑ ।
वर्धा॑न्का॒ण्वस्य॒ मन्म॑भिः ॥
O bountiful givers, may these nourishing gifts, like ghee, increase through the hymns of Kāṇva.
8.7.20
क्व॑ नू॒नं सु॑दानवो॒ मद॑था वृक्तबर्हिषः ।
ब्र॒ह्मा को वः॑ सपर्यति ॥
Where now do you rejoice, O bountiful givers, O strewers of barhis grass? Which priest serves you?
8.7.21
न॒हि ष्म॒ यद्ध॑ वः पु॒रा स्तोमे॑भिर्वृक्तबर्हिषः ।
शर्धाँ॑ ऋ॒तस्य॒ जिन्व॑थ ॥
O strewers of barhis grass, when formerly you were pleased with praises, did you not indeed stir up the powers of cosmic order?
8.7.22
समु॒ त्ये म॑ह॒तीर॒पः सं क्षो॒णी समु॒ सूर्य॑म् ।
सं वज्रं॑ पर्व॒शो द॑धुः ॥
Together they set the mighty waters, together both worlds, together the sun; joint by joint they also set the thunderbolt together.
8.7.23
वि वृ॒त्रं प॑र्व॒शो य॑यु॒र्वि पर्व॑ताँ अरा॒जिनः॑ ।
च॒क्रा॒णा वृष्णि॒ पौंस्य॑म् ॥
Joint by joint they went apart from Vṛtra; they divided the unshining mountains apart, performing manly deeds of strength.
8.7.24
अनु॑ त्रि॒तस्य॒ युध्य॑तः॒ शुष्म॑मावन्नु॒त क्रतु॑म् ।
अन्विन्द्रं॑ वृत्र॒तूर्ये॑ ॥
They followed the fighting strength of Trita and also aided his wisdom; afterward, in the battle against Vṛtra, they followed Indra.
8.7.25
वि॒द्युद्ध॑स्ता अ॒भिद्य॑वः॒ शिप्राः॑ शी॒र्षन्हि॑र॒ण्ययीः॑ ।
शु॒भ्रा व्य॑ञ्जत श्रि॒ये ॥
Holding lightning in their hands, radiant, with golden ornaments upon their heads, the bright Maruts adorned themselves for splendor.
8.7.26
उ॒शना॒ यत्प॑रा॒वत॑ उ॒क्ष्णो रन्ध्र॒मया॑तन ।
द्यौर्न च॑क्रदद्भि॒या ॥
When you came from afar with Uśanā to the cleft of the bull, the sky thundered as if in fear.
8.7.27
आ नो॑ म॒खस्य॑ दा॒वनेऽश्वै॒र्हिर॑ण्यपाणिभिः ।
देवा॑स॒ उप॑ गन्तन ॥
O gods, come near to us, with horses and gold-handed ones, for the gift of our sacrifice.
8.7.28
यदे॑षां॒ पृष॑ती॒ रथे॒ प्रष्टि॒र्वह॑ति॒ रोहि॑तः ।
यान्ति॑ शु॒भ्रा रि॒णन्न॒पः ॥
When the spotted ones draw their chariot and the red one bears it, the bright Maruts go, stirring up the waters.
8.7.29
सु॒षोमे॑ शर्य॒णाव॑ति आर्जी॒के प॒स्त्या॑वति ।
य॒युर्निच॑क्रया॒ नरः॑ ॥
To the place of well-pressed soma, to the place of the Śaryaṇāvat, to the Ārjīka and the Pastyāvat, the Maruts as leaders went, by the climbing ladder.
8.7.30
क॒दा ग॑च्छाथ मरुत इ॒त्था विप्रं॒ हव॑मानम् ।
मा॒र्डी॒केभि॒र्नाध॑मानम् ॥
O Maruts, when will you come thus to the wise seer who calls and cries for help with gracious songs?
8.7.31
कद्ध॑ नू॒नं क॑धप्रियः॒ यदिन्द्र॒मज॑हातन ।
को वः॑ सखि॒त्व ओ॑हते ॥
O Maruts, dear to the Kadha, when you abandoned Indra, who now would reproach you for your friendship?
8.7.32
स॒हो षु णो॒ वज्र॑हस्तैः॒ कण्वा॑सो अ॒ग्निं म॒रुद्भिः॑ ।
स्तु॒षे हिर॑ण्यवाशीभिः ॥
O sons of Kaṇva, with the thunderbolt-handed Maruts and the golden-garmented ones, I indeed praise Agni well.
8.7.33
ओ षु वृष्णः॒ प्रय॑ज्यू॒ना नव्य॑से सुवि॒ताय॑ ।
व॒वृ॒त्यां चि॒त्रवा॑जान् ॥
I would well turn hither the bulls, foremost in sacrifice, for the well-being of the newcomer, and those rich in splendid wealth.
8.7.34
गि॒रय॑श्चि॒न्नि जि॑हते॒ पर्शा॑नासो॒ मन्य॑मानाः ।
पर्व॑ताश्चि॒न्नि ये॑मिरे ॥
The rocks, thinking themselves wise, indeed bow down; the mountains too have bent down, held in check.
8.7.35
आक्ष्ण॒यावा॑नो वहन्ति अ॒न्तरि॑क्षेण॒ पत॑तः ।
धाता॑र स्तुव॒ते वयः॑ ॥
With axle-borne chariots they bring hither those flying through the midspace; the sustaining ones grant strength to the praiser.
8.7.36
अ॒ग्निर्हि जानि॑ पू॒र्व्यश्च्छन्दो॒ न सूरो॑ अ॒र्चिषा॑ ।
ते भा॒नुभि॒र्वि त॑स्थिरे ॥
Agni indeed is the most ancient; like a metre, like the sun with its flame; those stand apart with their rays.