Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 57

RV 1 57.1

प्र मꣳहिष्ठाय बृहते बृहद्रये सत्यशुष्माय तवसे मतिम् भरे । अपाम् इव प्रवणे यस्य दुर्धरꣳ राधो विश्वायु शवसे अपावृतम्

pra maṁhiṣṭhāya bṛhate bṛhadraye satyaśuṣmāya tavase matim bhare | apām iva pravaṇe yasya durdharaṁ rādho viśvāyu śavase apāvṛtam

To the most liberal, the lofty, him of lofty wealth, of true fury, the strong one, I bring forth my thought — whose gift, hard to hold as the waters in their downward rush, lasting all our life, has been laid open for (his) power.

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

RV 1 57.2

अध ते विश्वम् अनु हासद् इष्टय आपो निम्नेव सवना हविष्मतः । यत् पर्वते न समशीत हर्यत इन्द्रस्य वज्रः श्नथिता हिरण्ययः

adha te viśvam anu hāsad iṣṭaya āpo nimneva savanā haviṣmataḥ | yat parvate na samaśīta haryata indrasya vajraḥ śnathitā hiraṇyayaḥ

Then let everything follow after you for the sacrifices, and the pressings of the one with oblation, like waters to a low place — when, as though upon a mountain, the desirable golden mace of Indra, the piercer, is set to rest.

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

RV 1 57.3

अस्मै भीमाय नमसा सम् अध्वर उषो न शुभ्र आ भरा पनीयसे । यस्य धाम श्रवसे नामेन्द्रियꣳ ज्योतिर् अकारि हरितो नायसे

asmai bhīmāya namasā sam adhvara uṣo na śubhra ā bharā panīyase | yasya dhāma śravase nāmendriyaṁ jyotir akāri harito nāyase

For him, the terrible one, the one to be admired, bring (your offering) together with homage at the rite, bright as the dawn — he whose foundation and whose Indra-name have been made a light for fame, as (light is made) for the bay mares to travel by.

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

RV 1 57.4

इमे त इन्द्र ते वयम् पुरुष्टुत ये त्वारभ्य चरामसि प्रभूवसो । नहि त्वद् अन्यो गिर्वणो गिरः सघत् क्षोणीर् इव प्रति नो हर्य तद् वचः

ime ta indra te vayam puruṣṭuta ye tvārabhya carāmasi prabhūvaso | nahi tvad anyo girvaṇo giraḥ saghat kṣoṇīr iva prati no harya tad vacaḥ

These men are yours, Indra, and we are yours, you who are praised by many, we who go about having taken hold of you, O rich in abundance. For no other than you, lover of songs, can bear our songs, as the broad lands (bear all things); take pleasure in this speech of ours.

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

RV 1 57.5

भूरि त इन्द्र वीर्य१ꣳ तव स्मस्य् अस्य स्तोतुर् मघवन् कामम् आ पृण । अनु ते द्यौर् बृहती वीर्यम् मम इयꣳ च ते पृथिवी नेम ओजसे

bhūri ta indra vīrya1ṁ tava smasy asya stotur maghavan kāmam ā pṛṇa | anu te dyaur bṛhatī vīryam mama iyaṁ ca te pṛthivī nema ojase

Great is your heroic power, Indra; we are yours. Fulfil the desire of this praiser, O bounteous one. The lofty Heaven has yielded to your heroic might, and this Earth has bowed before your strength.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 1 57.6

त्वꣳ तम् इन्द्र पर्वतम् महाम् उरुꣳ वज्रेण वज्रिन् पर्वशश् चकर्तिथ । अवासृजो निवृताः सर्तवा अपः सत्रा विश्वꣳ दधिषे केवलꣳ सहः

tvaṁ tam indra parvatam mahām uruṁ vajreṇa vajrin parvaśaś cakartitha | avāsṛjo nivṛtāḥ sartavā apaḥ satrā viśvaṁ dadhiṣe kevalaṁ sahaḥ

You, Indra, cut that great, wide mountain to pieces with the mace, O mace-bearer; you released the pent-up waters to flow. Altogether you have taken to yourself all power as your own.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition