Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 10 — Chapter 53
RV 10 53.1
यम् ऐच्छाम मनसा सो३ ऽयम् आगाद् यज्ञस्य विद्वान् परुषश् चिकित्वान् । स नो यक्षद् देवताता यजीयान् नि हि षत्सद् अन्तरः पूर्वो अस्मत्
yam aicchāma manasā so3 'yam āgād yajñasya vidvān paruṣaś cikitvān | sa no yakṣad devatātā yajīyān ni hi ṣatsad antaraḥ pūrvo asmat
He whom we sought with our mind — he has come, knowing the sacrifice, discerning its joints. Let him, the better sacrificer, sacrifice for us at the divine service; for he shall sit down within, in front of us.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
HE hath arrived, he whom we sought with longing, who skilled in sacrifice well knows its courses. Let him discharge his sacrificial duties: let him sit down as Friend who was before Us.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.2
अराधि होता निषदा यजीयान् अभि प्रयाꣳसि सुधितानि हि ख्यत् । यजामहै यज्ञियान् हन्त देवाꣳ ईऴामहा ईड्याꣳ आज्येन
arādhi hotā niṣadā yajīyān abhi prayāṁsi sudhitāni hi khyat | yajāmahai yajñiyān hanta devām̐ īḻāmahā īḍyām̐ ājyena
The hotṛ, the better sacrificer, has been won by his sitting down, for he has looked upon the well-placed offerings. Let us sacrifice to the gods worthy of sacrifice — come! — let us invoke with ghee the one to be invoked.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Best Priest, he hath been won by being seated, for he hath looked on the well-ordered viands. Come, let usworship Gods who must be worshipped, and pouring oil, laud those who should be lauded.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.3
साध्वीम् अकर् देववीतिꣳ नो अद्य यज्ञस्य जिह्वाम् अविदाम गुह्याम् । स आयुर् आगात् सुरभिर् वसानो भद्राम् अकर् देवहूतिꣳ नो अद्य
sādhvīm akar devavītiṁ no adya yajñasya jihvām avidāma guhyām | sa āyur āgāt surabhir vasāno bhadrām akar devahūtiṁ no adya
He has made the gods' feasting successful for us today; we have found the hidden tongue of the sacrifice. He has come, fragrant, clothed in life; he has made our calling of the gods auspicious today.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
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Now hath he made the feast of Gods effective: now have we found the secret tongue of worship. Now hath he come, sweet, robed in vital vigour, and made our calling on the Gods effective.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.4
तद् अद्य वाचः प्रथमम् मसीय येनासुराꣳ अभि देवा असाम । ऊर्जाद उत यज्ञियासः पञ्च जना मम होत्रꣳ जुषध्वम्
tad adya vācaḥ prathamam masīya yenāsurām̐ abhi devā asāma | ūrjāda uta yajñiyāsaḥ pañca janā mama hotraṁ juṣadhvam
That first (part) of speech may I measure out today, by which we gods may overcome the Asuras. You eaters of strength and you worthy of sacrifice, five peoples, take pleasure in my hotṛ-service.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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This prelude of my speech I now will utter, whereby we Gods may quell our Asura foemen. Eaters of strengthening food who merit worship, O ye Five Tribes, be pleased with mine oblation.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.5
पञ्च जना मम होत्रꣳ जुषन्ताꣳ गोजाता उत ये यज्ञियासः । पृथिवी नः पार्थिवात् पात्व् अꣳहसो ऽन्तरिक्षꣳ दिव्यात् पात्व् अस्मान्
pañca janā mama hotraṁ juṣantāṁ gojātā uta ye yajñiyāsaḥ | pṛthivī naḥ pārthivāt pātv aṁhaso 'ntarikṣaṁ divyāt pātv asmān
Let the five peoples take pleasure in my hotṛ-service, and those born of the cow who are worthy of sacrifice. Let Earth protect us from earthly distress, let the midspace protect us from the heavenly.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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May the Five Tribes be pleased with mine oblation, and the Cow's Sons and all who merit worship. From earthly trouble may the earth protect us, and air's mid realm from woe that comes from heaven.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.6
तन्तुꣳ तन्वन् रजसो भानुम् अन्व् इहि ज्योतिष्मतः पथो रक्ष धिया कृतान् । अनुल्बणꣳ वयत जोगुवाम् अपो मनुर् भव जनया दैव्यꣳ जनम्
tantuṁ tanvan rajaso bhānum anv ihi jyotiṣmataḥ patho rakṣa dhiyā kṛtān | anulbaṇaṁ vayata joguvām apo manur bhava janayā daivyaṁ janam
Stretching out the thread, follow the light of the airy space; guard the paths full of light, made by insight. Weave without a flaw the work of the loud singers; be Manu, beget the divine race.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Spinning the thread, follow the region's splendid light: guard thou the path ways well which wisdom hath prepared. Weave ye the knotless labour of the bards who sing: be Manu thou, and bring the Heavenly People forth.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.7
अक्षानहो नह्यतनोत सोम्या इष्कृणुध्वꣳ रशना ओत पिꣳशत । अष्टावन्धुरꣳ वहताभितो रथꣳ येन देवासो अनयन्न् अभि प्रियम्
akṣānaho nahyatanota somyā iṣkṛṇudhvaṁ raśanā ota piṁśata | aṣṭāvandhuraṁ vahatābhito rathaṁ yena devāso anayann abhi priyam
Bind on the axle-fastenings, and, you soma-worthy ones, make ready the reins and fit them out. Drive here on every side the eight-seated chariot by which the gods drove to what is dear.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
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Lovers of Soma, bind the chariot traces fast: set ye the reins in order and embellish them. Bring hitherward the car with seats where eight may sit, whereon the Gods have brought the treasure that we love.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.8
अश्मन्वती रीयते सꣳ रभध्वम् उत् तिष्ठत प्र तरता सखायः । अत्रा जहाम ये असन्न् अशेवाः शिवान् वयम् उत् तरेमाभि वाजान्
aśmanvatī rīyate saṁ rabhadhvam ut tiṣṭhata pra taratā sakhāyaḥ | atrā jahāma ye asann aśevāḥ śivān vayam ut taremābhi vājān
The stony (river) runs on; take hold together, stand up, cross over, friends. Here let us leave behind those who were unkindly; let us cross over to the kindly prizes.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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Here flows Asmanvati: hold fast each other, keep yourselves up, and pass, my friends, the river. There let us leave the Powers that brought no profit, and cross the flood to Powers that are auspicious.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.9
त्वष्टा माया वेद् अपसाम् अपस्तमो बिभ्रत् पात्रा देवपानानि शꣳतमा । शिशीते नूनम् परशुꣳ स्वायसꣳ येन वृश्चाद् एतशो ब्रह्मणस् पतिः
tvaṣṭā māyā ved apasām apastamo bibhrat pātrā devapānāni śaṁtamā | śiśīte nūnam paraśuṁ svāyasaṁ yena vṛścād etaśo brahmaṇas patiḥ
Tvaṣṭar knows the magic arts, most skilled of the skilled, bearing the vessels, most wholesome, from which the gods drink. Now he whets the axe of good iron, with which Brahmaṇaspati, the swift one, is to cut.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
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Tvashṭar, most deft of workmen, knew each magic art, bringing most blessed bowls that hold the drink of Gods. His axe, wrought of good metal, he is sharpening now, wherewith the radiant Brahmaṇaspati will cut.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.10
सतो नूनꣳ कवयः सꣳ शिशीत वाशीभिर् याभिर् अमृताय तक्षथ । विद्वाꣳसः पदा गुह्यानि कर्तन येन देवासो अमृतत्वम् आनशुः
sato nūnaṁ kavayaḥ saṁ śiśīta vāśībhir yābhir amṛtāya takṣatha | vidvāṁsaḥ padā guhyāni kartana yena devāso amṛtatvam ānaśuḥ
Now, O poets, whet (the blades) of what is, with the axes with which you fashion for immortality. As knowing ones, make the hidden steps, by which the gods attained immortality.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Now, O ye Sapient Ones, make ye the axes sharp wherewith ye fashion bowls to hold the Amrit. Knowing the secret places make ye ready that whereby the Gods have gotten immortality.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 10 53.11
गर्भे योषाम् अदधुर् वत्सम् आसन्य् अपीच्येन मनसोत जिह्वया । स विश्वाहा सुमना योग्या अभि सिषासनिर् वनते कार इज् जितिम्
garbhe yoṣām adadhur vatsam āsany apīcyena manasota jihvayā | sa viśvāhā sumanā yogyā abhi siṣāsanir vanate kāra ij jitim
They set the woman in the womb, the calf in the mouth, with hidden mind and with the tongue. He, well-disposed all his days, seeking to win the yokings, the doer indeed gains the victory.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Ye with a secret tongue and dark intention laid the maiden deep within, the calf within the mouth. They evermore are near us with their gracious help: successful is the song that strives for victory.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)