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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 114

RV 1 114.1

इमा रुद्राय तवसे कपर्दिने क्षयद्वीराय प्र भरामहे मतीः । यथा शम् असद् द्विपदे चतुष्पदे विश्वम् पुष्टꣳ ग्रामे अस्मिन्न् अनातुरम्

imā rudrāya tavase kapardine kṣayadvīrāya pra bharāmahe matīḥ | yathā śam asad dvipade catuṣpade viśvam puṣṭaṁ grāme asminn anāturam

These thoughts we bring forth for Rudra, the strong one with braided hair, who rules over heroes, so that there be well-being for the two-footed and the four-footed, so that everything in this village be thriving and free of sickness.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

To the strong Rudra bring we these our songs of praise, to him the Lord of Heros with the braided hair, That it be well with all our cattle and our men, that in this village all he healthy and well-fed.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.2

मृऴा नो रुद्रोत नो मयस् कृधि क्षयद्वीराय नमसा विधेम ते । यच् छꣳ च योश् च मनुर् आयेजे पिता तद् अश्याम तव रुद्र प्रणीतिषु

mṛḻā no rudrota no mayas kṛdhi kṣayadvīrāya namasā vidhema te | yac chaṁ ca yoś ca manur āyeje pitā tad aśyāma tava rudra praṇītiṣu

Be gracious to us, Rudra, and make us comfort; with homage let us do service to you, the ruler over heroes. What well-being and health Manu the father won by sacrifice, that may we attain under your leadings, Rudra.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Be gracious unto us, O Rudra, bring us joy: thee, Lord of Heroes, thee with reverence will we serve. Whatever health and strength our father Manu won by sacrifice may we, under thy guidance, gain.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.3

अश्याम ते सुमतिꣳ देवयज्यया क्षयद्वीरस्य तव रुद्र मीढ्वः । सुम्नायन्न् इद् विशो अस्माकम् आ चरारिष्टवीरा जुहवाम ते हविः

aśyāma te sumatiṁ devayajyayā kṣayadvīrasya tava rudra mīḍhvaḥ | sumnāyann id viśo asmākam ā carāriṣṭavīrā juhavāma te haviḥ

By worship of the gods may we attain your favour, you who rule over heroes, Rudra the bountiful. Wishing us well, come to our settlements; with our heroes unharmed may we pour out the oblation for you.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

By worship of the Gods may we, O Bounteous One, O Rudra, gain thy grace, Ruler of valiant men. Come to our families, bringing them bliss: may we, whose heroes are uninjured, bring thee sacred gifts,

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.4

त्वेषꣳ वयꣳ रुद्रꣳ यज्ञसाधꣳ वङ्कुꣳ कविम् अवसे नि ह्वयामहे । आरे अस्मद् दैव्यꣳ हेऴो अस्यतु सुमतिम् इद् वयम् अस्या वृणीमहे

tveṣaṁ vayaṁ rudraṁ yajñasādhaṁ vaṅkuṁ kavim avase ni hvayāmahe | āre asmad daivyaṁ heḻo asyatu sumatim id vayam asyā vṛṇīmahe

We call down the impetuous Rudra, who brings the sacrifice to completion, the winding (or: shifting) sage, for aid. May he cast the divine wrath far from us; it is his favour that we choose.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Hither we call for aid the wise, the wanderer, impetuous Rudra, perfecter of sacri fice. May he repel from us the anger of the Gods: verily we desire his favourable grace.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.5

दिवो वराहम् अरुषꣳ कपर्दिनꣳ त्वेषꣳ रूपꣳ नमसा नि ह्वयामहे । हस्ते बिभ्रद् भेषजा वार्याणि शर्म वर्म च्छर्दिर् अस्मभ्यꣳ यꣳसत्

divo varāham aruṣaṁ kapardinaṁ tveṣaṁ rūpaṁ namasā ni hvayāmahe | haste bibhrad bheṣajā vāryāṇi śarma varma cchardir asmabhyaṁ yaṁsat

The boar of heaven, ruddy, with braided hair, the impetuous form — him we call down with homage. Bearing in his hand choice remedies, may he grant us shelter, armour, protecting cover.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Him with the braided hair we call with reverence down, the wild-boar of the sky, the red, the dazzling shape. May he, his hand filled full of sovran medicines, grant us protection, shelter, and a home secure.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.6

इदम् पित्रे मरुताम् उच्यते वचः स्वादोः स्वादीयो रुद्राय वर्धनम् । रास्वा च नो अमृत मर्तभोजनꣳ त्मने तोकाय तनयाय मृऴ

idam pitre marutām ucyate vacaḥ svādoḥ svādīyo rudrāya vardhanam | rāsvā ca no amṛta martabhojanaṁ tmane tokāya tanayāya mṛḻa

This speech is spoken for the father of the Maruts, sweeter than the sweet, a strengthening for Rudra. And grant us, immortal one, the food of mortals; be gracious to my own self, to my child and grandchild.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

To him the Maruts' Father is this hymn addressed, to strengthen Rudra's might, a song more sweet than sweet. Grant us, Immortal One, the food which mortals eat: be gracious unto me, my seed, my progeny.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.7

मा नो महान्तम् उत मा नो अर्भकम् मा न उक्षन्तम् उत मा न उक्षितम् । मा नो वधीः पितरम् मोत मातरम् मा नः प्रियास् तन्वो रुद्र रीरिषः

mā no mahāntam uta mā no arbhakam mā na ukṣantam uta mā na ukṣitam | mā no vadhīḥ pitaram mota mātaram mā naḥ priyās tanvo rudra rīriṣaḥ

Not our great one and not our little one, not our growing one and not our grown one, do not slay our father nor our mother, and do not harm our own dear bodies, Rudra.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

O Rudra, harm not either great or small of us, harm not the growing boy, harm not the full-grown man. Slay not a sire among us, slay no mother here, and to our own dear bodies, Rudra, do not harm.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.8

मा नस् तोके तनये मा न आयौ मा नो गोषु मा नो अश्वेषु रीरिषः । वीरान् मा नो रुद्र भामितो वधीर् हविष्मन्तः सदम् इत् त्वा हवामहे

mā nas toke tanaye mā na āyau mā no goṣu mā no aśveṣu rīriṣaḥ | vīrān mā no rudra bhāmito vadhīr haviṣmantaḥ sadam it tvā havāmahe

Do not harm us in our children, our grandchildren, our lifetime, our cattle, our horses. Do not, when angered, Rudra, slay our men; bearing oblations we always call upon you.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Harm us not, Rudra, in our seed and progeny, harm us not in the living, nor in cows or steeds, Slay not our heroes in the fury of thy wrath. Bringing oblations evermore we call to thee.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.9

उप ते स्तोमान् पशुपा इवाकरꣳ रास्वा पितर् मरुताꣳ सुम्नम् अस्मे । भद्रा हि ते सुमतिर् मृऴयत्तमाथा वयम् अव इत् ते वृणीमहे

upa te stomān paśupā ivākaraṁ rāsvā pitar marutāṁ sumnam asme | bhadrā hi te sumatir mṛḻayattamāthā vayam ava it te vṛṇīmahe

I have brought praises to you, as a herdsman (drives his cattle to the pen); grant us your favour, father of the Maruts. For your favour is auspicious, most gracious; therefore it is your aid that we choose.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Even as a herdsman I have brought thee hymns of praise: O Father of the Maruts, give us happiness, Blessed is thy most favouring benevolence, so, verily, do we desire thy saving help.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.10

आरे ते गोघ्नम् उत पूरुषघ्नꣳ क्षयद्वीर सुम्नम् अस्मे ते अस्तु । मृऴा च नो अधि च ब्रूहि देवाधा च नः शर्म यच्छ द्विबर्हाः

āre te goghnam uta pūruṣaghnaṁ kṣayadvīra sumnam asme te astu | mṛḻā ca no adhi ca brūhi devādhā ca naḥ śarma yaccha dvibarhāḥ

Far be your cow-slaying and man-slaying (weapon), O ruler over heroes; let your favour be for us. Be gracious to us, and speak on our behalf, O god, and grant us shelter with a double strength.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Far be thy dart that killeth men or cattle: thy bliss be with us, O thou Lord of Heroes. Be gracious unto us, O God, and bless us, and then vouchsafe us doubly-strong protection.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 114.11

अवोचाम नमो अस्मा अवस्यवः शृणोतु नो हवꣳ रुद्रो मरुत्वान् । तन् नो मित्रो वरुणो मामहन्ताम् अदितिः सिन्धुः पृथिवी उत द्यौः

avocāma namo asmā avasyavaḥ śṛṇotu no havaṁ rudro marutvān | tan no mitro varuṇo māmahantām aditiḥ sindhuḥ pṛthivī uta dyauḥ

Seeking help we have spoken homage to him; let Rudra with the Maruts hear our call. May Mitra and Varuṇa grant us that, and Aditi, Sindhu, Earth and Heaven.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

We, seeking help, have spoken and adored him: may Rudra, girt by Maruts, hear our calling. This prayer of ours may Varuṇa grant, and Mitra, and Aditi and Sindhu, Earth and Heaven.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)