Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 50
RV 1 50.1
उद् उ त्यꣳ जातवेदसꣳ देवꣳ वहन्ति केतवः । दृशे विश्वाय सूर्यम्
ud u tyaṁ jātavedasaṁ devaṁ vahanti ketavaḥ | dṛśe viśvāya sūryam
Up the banners bear that god, the knower of all that is born, the Sun, for all to see.
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HIS bright rays bear him up aloft, the God who knoweth all that lives, Sûrya, that all may look on him.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.2
अप त्ये तायवो यथा नक्षत्रा यन्त्य् अक्तुभिः । सूराय विश्वचक्षसे
apa tye tāyavo yathā nakṣatrā yanty aktubhiḥ | sūrāya viśvacakṣase
Away those constellations go with the nights, like thieves, before the Sun who beholds all.
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The constellations pass away, like thieves, together with their beams, Before the all-beholding Sun'
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.3
अदृश्रम् अस्य केतवो वि रश्मयो जनाꣳ अनु । भ्राजन्तो अग्नयो यथा
adṛśram asya ketavo vi raśmayo janām̐ anu | bhrājanto agnayo yathā
His banners have come into view, his rays, out among the peoples, blazing like fires.
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His herald rays are seen afar refulgent o'er the world of men, Like flames of fire that burn and blaze.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.4
तरणिर् विश्वदर्शतो ज्योतिष्कृद् असि सूर्य । विश्वम् आ भासि रोचनम्
taraṇir viśvadarśato jyotiṣkṛd asi sūrya | viśvam ā bhāsi rocanam
You are the one who crosses over, visible to all, the light-maker, O Sūrya; you shine upon the whole bright expanse.
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Swift and all beautiful art thou, O Sûrya, maker of the light, Illuming all the radiant realm.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.5
प्रत्यङ् देवानाꣳ विशः प्रत्यङ्ङ् उद् एषि मानुषान् । प्रत्यङ् विश्वꣳ स्वर् दृशे
pratyaṅ devānāṁ viśaḥ pratyaṅṅ ud eṣi mānuṣān | pratyaṅ viśvaṁ svar dṛśe
Facing them you rise upon the clans of the gods, facing them upon men, facing all, so that the sun-light may be seen.
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Thou goest to the hosts of Gods, thou comest hither to mankind, Hither all light to be belield.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.6
येना पावक चक्षसा भुरण्यन्तꣳ जनाꣳ अनु । त्वꣳ वरुण पश्यसि
yenā pāvaka cakṣasā bhuraṇyantaṁ janām̐ anu | tvaṁ varuṇa paśyasi
With that eye, O purifier, with which you, O Varuṇa, look upon the one who bustles about among men —
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With that same eye of thine wherewith thou lookest brilliant Varuṇa, Upon the busy race of men,
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.7
वि द्याम् एषि रजस् पृथ्व् अहा मिमानो अक्तुभिः । पश्यञ् जन्मानि सूर्य
vi dyām eṣi rajas pṛthv ahā mimāno aktubhiḥ | paśyañ janmāni sūrya
You traverse heaven and the broad mid-space, measuring out the days by the nights, seeing the generations, O Sūrya.
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traversing sky and wide mid-air, thou metest with thy beams our days, Sun, seeing all things that have birth.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.8
सप्त त्वा हरितो रथे वहन्ति देव सूर्य । शोचिष्केशꣳ विचक्षण
sapta tvā harito rathe vahanti deva sūrya | śociṣkeśaṁ vicakṣaṇa
Seven tawny mares draw you on your chariot, O god Sūrya, flame-haired, far-gazing one.
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Seven Bay Steeds harnessed to thy car bear thee, O thou farseeing One, God, Sûrya, with the radiant hair.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.9
अयुक्त सप्त शुन्ध्युवः सूरो रथस्य नप्त्यः । ताभिर् याति स्वयुक्तिभिः
ayukta sapta śundhyuvaḥ sūro rathasya naptyaḥ | tābhir yāti svayuktibhiḥ
The Sun has yoked the seven bright ones, the daughters of the chariot; with these, self-yoked, he goes.
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Sûrya hath yoked the pure bright Seven, the daughters of the car; with these, His own dear team, he goeth forth.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.10
उद् वयꣳ तमसस् परि ज्योतिष् पश्यन्त उत्तरम् । देवꣳ देवत्रा सूर्यम् अगन्म ज्योतिर् उत्तमम्
ud vayaṁ tamasas pari jyotiṣ paśyanta uttaram | devaṁ devatrā sūryam aganma jyotir uttamam
Up out of the darkness, gazing upon the higher light, we have come to the god Sūrya among the gods, the highest light.
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Looking upon the loftier light above the darkness we have come To Sûrya, God among the Gods, the light that is most excellent.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.11
उद्यन्न् अद्य मित्रमह आरोहन्न् उत्तराꣳ दिवम् । हृद्रोगम् मम सूर्य हरिमाणꣳ च नाशय
udyann adya mitramaha ārohann uttarāṁ divam | hṛdrogam mama sūrya harimāṇaṁ ca nāśaya
Rising today, O you who are great as Mitra, climbing the higher heaven, O Sūrya, destroy my heart-disease and my yellowness.
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Rising this day, O rich in friends, ascending to the loftier heaven, Sûrya remove my heart's disease, take from me this my yellow hue.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.12
शुकेषु मे हरिमाणꣳ रोपणाकासु दध्मसि । अथो हारिद्रवेषु मे हरिमाणꣳ नि दध्मसि
śukeṣu me harimāṇaṁ ropaṇākāsu dadhmasi | atho hāridraveṣu me harimāṇaṁ ni dadhmasi
In the parrots we place my yellowness, and in the ropaṇākā birds; and also in the haridrava birds we set down my yellowness.
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To parrots and to starlings let us give away my yellowness, Or this my yellowness let us transfer to Haritâla trees.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 50.13
उद् अगाद् अयम् आदित्यो विश्वेन सहसा सह । द्विषन्तम् मह्यꣳ रन्धयन् मो अहꣳ द्विषते रधम्
ud agād ayam ādityo viśvena sahasā saha | dviṣantam mahyaṁ randhayan mo ahaṁ dviṣate radham
This Āditya has risen up with all his force, making the one who hates me subject to me; and may I not be made subject to the one who hates.
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With all his conquering vigour this Âditya hath gone up on high, Giving my foe into mine hand: let me not be my foeman's prey.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)