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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 35

RV 1 35.1

ह्वयाम्य् अग्निम् प्रथमꣳ स्वस्तये ह्वयामि मित्रावरुणाव् इहावसे । ह्वयामि रात्रीꣳ जगतो निवेशनीꣳ ह्वयामि देवꣳ सवितारम् ऊतये

hvayāmy agnim prathamaṁ svastaye hvayāmi mitrāvaruṇāv ihāvase | hvayāmi rātrīṁ jagato niveśanīṁ hvayāmi devaṁ savitāram ūtaye

I call Agni first for well-being, I call Mitra and Varuṇa here for help; I call Night, who brings the moving world to rest; I call the god Savitṛ for aid.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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AGNI I first invoke for our prosperity; I call on Mitra, Varuṇa, to aid us here. I call on Night who gives rest to all moving life; I call on Savitar the God to lend us help.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.2

आ कृष्णेन रजसा वर्तमानो निवेशयन्न् अमृतम् मर्त्यꣳ च । हिरण्ययेन सविता रथेना देवो याति भुवनानि पश्यन्

ā kṛṣṇena rajasā vartamāno niveśayann amṛtam martyaṁ ca | hiraṇyayena savitā rathenā devo yāti bhuvanāni paśyan

Rolling hither through the black airspace, bringing to rest the immortal and the mortal, on his golden chariot the god Savitṛ comes, looking upon the worlds.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Throughout the dusky firmament advancing, laying to rest the immortal and the mortal, Borne in his golden chariot he cometh, Savitar, God who looks on every creature.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.3

याति देवः प्रवता यात्य् उद्वता याति शुभ्राभ्याꣳ यजतो हरिभ्याम् । आ देवो याति सविता परावतो ऽप विश्वा दुरिता बाधमानः

yāti devaḥ pravatā yāty udvatā yāti śubhrābhyāṁ yajato haribhyām | ā devo yāti savitā parāvato 'pa viśvā duritā bādhamānaḥ

The god goes downward, he goes upward; the worshipful one goes with two gleaming bay horses. The god Savitṛ comes from afar, thrusting away all difficulties.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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The God moves by the upward path, the downward; with two bright Bays, adorable, he journeys. Savitar comes, the God from the far distance, and chases from us all distress and sorrow.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.4

अभीवृतꣳ कृशनैर् विश्वरूपꣳ हिरण्यशम्यꣳ यजतो बृहन्तम् । आस्थाद् रथꣳ सविता चित्रभानुः कृष्णा रजाꣳसि तविषीꣳ दधानः

abhīvṛtaṁ kṛśanair viśvarūpaṁ hiraṇyaśamyaṁ yajato bṛhantam | āsthād rathaṁ savitā citrabhānuḥ kṛṣṇā rajāṁsi taviṣīṁ dadhānaḥ

His chariot, overlaid with pearls, of every form, with golden pole-pins, lofty, worshipful — Savitṛ of bright radiance has mounted it, putting on his might against the black spaces.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

His chariot decked with pearl, of various colours, lofty, with golden pole, the God hath mounted, The many-rayed One, Savitar the holy, bound, bearing power and might, for darksome regions.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.5

वि जनाञ् छ्यावाः शितिपादो अख्यन् रथꣳ हिरण्यप्रüगꣳ वहन्तः । शश्वद् विशः सवितुर् दैव्यस्योपस्थे विश्वा भुवनानि तस्थुः

vi janāñ chyāvāḥ śitipādo akhyan rathaṁ hiraṇyapraügaṁ vahantaḥ | śaśvad viśaḥ savitur daivyasyopasthe viśvā bhuvanāni tasthuḥ

The dusky ones with white feet have looked out over the peoples, drawing the chariot with its golden forepole. Ever do the clans, all the worlds, stand in the lap of divine Savitṛ.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Drawing the gold-yoked car his Bays, white-footed, have manifested light to all the peoples. Held in the lap of Savitar, divine One, all men, all beings have their place for ever.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.6

तिस्रो द्यावः सवितुर् द्वा उपस्थाꣳ एका यमस्य भुवने विराषाट् । आणिꣳ न रथ्यम् अमृताधि तस्थुर् इह ब्रवीतु य उ तच् चिकेतत्

tisro dyāvaḥ savitur dvā upasthām̐ ekā yamasya bhuvane virāṣāṭ | āṇiṁ na rathyam amṛtādhi tasthur iha bravītu ya u tac ciketat

Three heavens (there are): two are Savitṛ's laps, one, the man-conquering, is in Yama's world. All immortal things stand upon (him) as upon the axle-pin of a chariot — let him speak here who has understood this.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Three heavens there are; two Savitar's, adjacent: in Yama's world is one, the home of heroes, As on a linch-pin, firm, rest things immortal: he who hath known it let him here declare it.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.7

वि सुपर्णो अन्तरिक्षाण्य् अख्यद् गभीरवेपा असुरः सुनीथः । क्वे३दानीꣳ सूर्यः कश् चिकेत कतमाꣳ द्याꣳ रश्मिर् अस्या ततान

vi suparṇo antarikṣāṇy akhyad gabhīravepā asuraḥ sunīthaḥ | kve3dānīṁ sūryaḥ kaś ciketa katamāṁ dyāṁ raśmir asyā tatāna

The fair-winged one has looked out over the mid-spaces — the deep-stirring Asura of good guidance. Where now is Sūrya? Who has perceived it? To which heaven has his ray stretched?

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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He, strong of wing, hath lightened up the regions, deep-quivering Asura, the gentle Leader. Where now is Sûrya, where is one to tell us to what celestial sphere his ray hath wandered?

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.8

अष्टौ व्य् अख्यत् ककुभः पृथिव्यास् त्री धन्व योजना सप्त सिन्धून् । हिरण्याक्षः सविता देव आगाद् दधद् रत्ना दाशुषे वार्याणि

aṣṭau vy akhyat kakubhaḥ pṛthivyās trī dhanva yojanā sapta sindhūn | hiraṇyākṣaḥ savitā deva āgād dadhad ratnā dāśuṣe vāryāṇi

He has looked out over the eight peaks of the earth, the three waste-lands, the (seven) leagues, the seven rivers. The golden-eyed god Savitṛ has come, bestowing on the worshipper treasures worth choosing.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

The earth's eight points his brightness hath illumined, three desert regions and the Seven Rivers. God Savitar the gold-eyed hath come hither, giving choice treasures unto him who worships.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.9

हिरण्यपाणिः सविता विचर्षणिर् उभे द्यावापृथिवी अन्तर् ईयते । अपामीवाम् बाधते वेति सूर्यम् अभि कृष्णेन रजसा द्याम् ऋणोति

hiraṇyapāṇiḥ savitā vicarṣaṇir ubhe dyāvāpṛthivī antar īyate | apāmīvām bādhate veti sūryam abhi kṛṣṇena rajasā dyām ṛṇoti

Golden-handed Savitṛ, moving abroad, travels between both heaven and earth; he drives off sickness, he urges on the Sun, he reaches up to heaven through the black airspace.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

The golden-handed Savitar, far-seeing, goes on his way between the earth and heaven, Drives away sickness, bids the Sun approach us, and spreads the bright sky through the darksome region.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.10

हिरण्यहस्तो असुरः सुनीथः सुमृऴीकः स्ववाꣳ यात्व् अर्वाङ् । अपसेधन् रक्षसो यातुधानान् अस्थाद् देवः प्रतिदोषꣳ गृणानः

hiraṇyahasto asuraḥ sunīthaḥ sumṛḻīkaḥ svavām̐ yātv arvāṅ | apasedhan rakṣaso yātudhānān asthād devaḥ pratidoṣaṁ gṛṇānaḥ

Golden-handed, the Asura of good guidance, gracious, of good help — let him come hitherward. Driving away the rakṣases and sorcerers, the god has taken his stand, praised each evening.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

May he, gold-handed Asura, kind Leader, come hither to us with his help and favour. Driving off Raksasas and Yatudhanas, the God is present, praised in hymns at evening.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 35.11

ये ते पन्थाः सवितः पूर्व्यासो ऽरेणवः सुकृता अन्तरिक्षे । तेभिर् नो अद्य पथिभिः सुगेभी रक्षा च नो अधि च ब्रूहि देव

ye te panthāḥ savitaḥ pūrvyāso 'reṇavaḥ sukṛtā antarikṣe | tebhir no adya pathibhiḥ sugebhī rakṣā ca no adhi ca brūhi deva

Those ancient paths of yours, Savitṛ, dustless, well made, in the midspace — by those easy paths (come) to us today; both guard us and speak on our behalf, O god.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

O Savitar, thine ancient dustless pathways are well established in the air's midregion: O God, come by those paths so fair to travel, preserve thou us from harm this day, and bless us.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)