Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 130
RV 1 130.1
एन्द्र याह्य् उप नः परावतो नायम् अच्छा विदथानीव सत्पतिर् अस्तꣳ राजेव सत्पतिः । हवामहे त्वा वयम् प्रयस्वन्तः सुते सचा । पुत्रासो न पितरꣳ वाजसातये मꣳहिष्ठꣳ वाजसातये
endra yāhy upa naḥ parāvato nāyam acchā vidathānīva satpatir astaṁ rājeva satpatiḥ | havāmahe tvā vayam prayasvantaḥ sute sacā | putrāso na pitaraṁ vājasātaye maṁhiṣṭhaṁ vājasātaye
Come here, Indra, to us from afar, as one comes to the ritual assemblies, like a lord of the settled, like a king to his home, a lord of the settled. We call you, we who bring the offering, together at the pressing — as sons (call) a father, for the winning of the prize, the most generous one for the winning of the prize.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
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Come to us, Indra, from afar, conducting us even as a lord of heroes to the gatherings, home, like a King, his heroes' lord. We come with gifts of pleasant food, with juice poured forth, invoking thee, As sons invite a sire, that thou mayst get thee strength thee, bounteousest, to get thee strength.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 130.2
पिबा सोमम् इन्द्र सुवानम् अद्रिभिः कोशेन सिक्तम् अवतꣳ न वꣳसगस् तातृषाणो न वꣳसगः । मदाय हर्यताय ते तुविष्टमाय धायसे । आ त्वा यच्छन्तु हरितो न सूर्यम् अहा विश्वेव सूर्यम्
pibā somam indra suvānam adribhiḥ kośena siktam avataṁ na vaṁsagas tātṛṣāṇo na vaṁsagaḥ | madāya haryatāya te tuviṣṭamāya dhāyase | ā tvā yacchantu harito na sūryam ahā viśveva sūryam
Drink, Indra, the soma pressed with the stones, poured out from the vat, as a bull (drinks) from a well, a thirsting bull. For your intoxication, for your delightful, most powerful drinking. Let the bay mares bring you here as they bring the sun, as all the days bring the sun.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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O Indra, drink the Soma juice pressed out with stones. poured from the reservoir, as an ox drinks the spring, a very thirsty bull the spring. For the sweet draught that gladdens thee, for mightiest freshening of thy strength. Let thy Bay Horses bring thee hither as the Sun, as every day they bring the Sun.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 130.3
अविन्दद् दिवो निहितꣳ गुहा निधिꣳ वेर् न गर्भम् परिवीतम् अश्मन्य् अनन्ते अन्तर् अश्मनि । व्रजꣳ वज्री गवाम् इव सिषासन्न् अङ्गिरस्तमः । अपावृणोद् इष इन्द्रः परीवृता द्वार इषः परीवृताः
avindad divo nihitaṁ guhā nidhiṁ ver na garbham parivītam aśmany anante antar aśmani | vrajaṁ vajrī gavām iva siṣāsann aṅgirastamaḥ | apāvṛṇod iṣa indraḥ parīvṛtā dvāra iṣaḥ parīvṛtāḥ
He found the treasure of heaven laid away in hiding, wrapped up in the rock like the egg of a bird, within the endless rock. Bearing the vajra, seeking to win it as one wins a pen of cows, foremost of the Aṅgirases, Indra uncovered the enclosed refreshments, the doors, the enclosed refreshments.
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He found the treasure brought from heaven that lay concealed, close-hidden, like the nestling of a bird, in rock, enclosed in never-enffing rock. Best Angiras, bolt-armed, he strove to win, as 'twere, the stall of kine; So Indra hath disclosed the food concealed, disclosed the doors, the food that lay concealed.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 130.4
दादृहाणो वज्रम् इन्द्रो गभस्त्योः क्षद्मेव तिग्मम् असनाय सꣳ श्यद् अहिहत्याय सꣳ श्यत् । सꣳविव्यान ओजसा शवोभिर् इन्द्र मज्मना । तष्टेव वृक्षꣳ वनिनो नि वृश्चसि परश्वेव नि वृश्चसि
dādṛhāṇo vajram indro gabhastyoḥ kṣadmeva tigmam asanāya saṁ śyad ahihatyāya saṁ śyat | saṁvivyāna ojasā śavobhir indra majmanā | taṣṭeva vṛkṣaṁ vanino ni vṛścasi paraśveva ni vṛścasi
Holding the vajra firm in his two hands, Indra whetted it sharp like a carving-knife for the hurling, whetted it for the slaying of the serpent. Clothing yourself in might, in powers, O Indra, in magnitude — like a carpenter a tree of the forest you cut down, as with an axe you cut down.
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Grasping his thunderbolt with both hands, Indra made its edge most keen, for hurling, like a carving-knife for Ahi's slaughter made it keen. Endued with majesty and strength, O Indra, and with lordly might, Thou crashest down the trees, as when a craftsman fells, crashest them down as with an axe.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 130.5
त्वꣳ वृथा नद्य इन्द्र सर्तवे ऽच्छा समुद्रम् असृजो रथाꣳ इव वाजयतो रथाꣳ इव । इत ऊतीर् अयुञ्जत समानम् अर्थम् अक्षितम् । धेनूर् इव मनवे विश्वदोहसो जनाय विश्वदोहसः
tvaṁ vṛthā nadya indra sartave 'cchā samudram asṛjo rathām̐ iva vājayato rathām̐ iva | ita ūtīr ayuñjata samānam artham akṣitam | dhenūr iva manave viśvadohaso janāya viśvadohasaḥ
You, Indra, released the rivers freely to run toward the sea, like chariots, like chariots racing for the prize. From here they yoked their aids to one and the same unfailing goal, like milk-cows yielding all things for Manu, yielding all things for the people.
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Thou, Indra, without effort hast let loose the floods to run their free course down, like chariots, to the sea, like chariots showing forth their strength. They, reaching hence away, have joined their strength for one eternal end, Even as the cows who poured forth every thing for man, Yea, poured forth all thing- for mankind.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 130.6
इमाꣳ ते वाचꣳ वसूयन्त आयवो रथꣳ न धीरः स्वपा अतक्षिषुः सुम्नाय त्वाम् अतक्षिषुः । शुम्भन्तो जेन्यꣳ यथा वाजेषु विप्र वाजिनम् । अत्यम् इव शवसे सातये धना विश्वा धनानि सातये
imāṁ te vācaṁ vasūyanta āyavo rathaṁ na dhīraḥ svapā atakṣiṣuḥ sumnāya tvām atakṣiṣuḥ | śumbhanto jenyaṁ yathā vājeṣu vipra vājinam | atyam iva śavase sātaye dhanā viśvā dhanāni sātaye
This speech of yours the Āyus, desiring goods, have fashioned, as a skilled and clever man fashions a chariot; they have fashioned you for favour — adorning you as (they adorn) a noble prize-winner for the contests, O inspired one; like a steed for strength, for the winning of stakes, of all stakes.
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Eager for riches, men have formed for thee this song, like as a skilful craftsman fashioneth a car, so have they wrought thee to their bliss; Adorning thee, O Singer, like a generous steed for deeds of might, Yea, like a steed to show his strength and win the prize, that he may bear each prize away.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 130.7
भिनत् पुरो नवतिम् इन्द्र पूरवे दिवोदासाय महि दाशुषे नृतो वज्रेण दाशुषे नृतो । अतिथिग्वाय शम्बरꣳ गिरेर् उग्रो अवाभरत् । महो धनानि दयमान ओजसा विश्वा धनान्य् ओजसा
bhinat puro navatim indra pūrave divodāsāya mahi dāśuṣe nṛto vajreṇa dāśuṣe nṛto | atithigvāya śambaraṁ girer ugro avābharat | maho dhanāni dayamāna ojasā viśvā dhanāny ojasā
You split the ninety forts, Indra, for Puru, greatly for Divodāsa the giver, O dancer, with the vajra for the giver, O dancer. For Atithigva the fierce one brought Śambara down from the mountain, dealing out great riches with his might, all riches with his might.
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For Pûru thou hast shattered, Indra ninety forts, for Divodâsa thy boon servant with thy bolt, O Dancer, for thy worshipper. For Âtithigva he, the Strong, brought Ṣambara. from the mountain down, Distributing the mighty treasures with his strength, parting all treasures with his strength.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 130.8
इन्द्रः समत्सु यजमानम् आर्यम् प्रावद् विश्वेषु शतमूतिर् आजिषु स्वर्मीऴ्हेष्व् आजिषु । मनवे शासद् अव्रतान् त्वचꣳ कृष्णाम् अरन्धयत् । दक्षन् न विश्वꣳ ततृषाणम् ओषति न्य् अर्शसानम् ओषति
indraḥ samatsu yajamānam āryam prāvad viśveṣu śatamūtir ājiṣu svarmīḻheṣv ājiṣu | manave śāsad avratān tvacaṁ kṛṣṇām arandhayat | dakṣan na viśvaṁ tatṛṣāṇam oṣati ny arśasānam oṣati
Indra helped the Aryan who sacrifices in the battles, he of a hundred aids in all the contests, in the contests whose prize is the sun. For Manu he chastised those without vows, he made the black skin subject. Like a blazing (fire) he burns up everything parched, he burns down the arśasāna.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
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Indra in battles help his Aryan worshipper, he who hath hundred helps at hand in every fray, in frays that win the light of heaven. Plaguing the lawless he gave up to Manu's seed the dusky skin; Blazing, 'twere, he burns each covetous man away, he burns, the tyrannous away.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 130.9
सूरश् चक्रम् प्र वृहज् जात ओजसा प्रपित्वे वाचम् अरुणो मुषायतीशान आ मुषायति । उशना यत् परावतो ऽजगन्न् ऊतये कवे । सुम्नानि विश्वा मनुषेव तुर्वणिर् अहा विश्वेव तुर्वणिः
sūraś cakram pra vṛhaj jāta ojasā prapitve vācam aruṇo muṣāyatīśāna ā muṣāyati | uśanā yat parāvato 'jagann ūtaye kave | sumnāni viśvā manuṣeva turvaṇir ahā viśveva turvaṇiḥ
Born with might, he tore away the wheel of the sun; at the onset the ruddy one steals the voice — as lord he steals it. When, longing, you came from afar for help, O sage — (bringing) all favours, victorious like Manus, victorious as all the days.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
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Waxed strong in might at dawn he tore the Sun's wheel off. Bright red, he steals away their speech, the Lord of Power, their speech he steals away from them, As thou with eager speed, O Sage, hast come from far away to hel As winning for thine own all happiness of men, winning all happiness each day.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 130.10
स नो नव्येभिर् वृषकर्मन्न् उक्थैः पुराꣳ दर्तः पायुभिः पाहि शग्मैः । दिवोदासेभिर् इन्द्र स्तवानो वावृधीथा अहोभिर् इव द्यौः
sa no navyebhir vṛṣakarmann ukthaiḥ purāṁ dartaḥ pāyubhiḥ pāhi śagmaiḥ | divodāsebhir indra stavāno vāvṛdhīthā ahobhir iva dyauḥ
With new recitations, O you of bull-like deeds, breaker of forts, protect us with your effective protections. Praised along with the Divodāsas, Indra, you have grown strong, as the sky (grows) with its days.
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Lauded with our new hymns, O vigorous in deed, save us with strengthening help, thou Shatterer of the Forts! Thou, Indra, praised by Divodâsa's clansmen, as heaven grows great with days, shalt wax in glory.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)