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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 4 — Chapter 16

RV 4 16.1

आ सत्यो यातु मघवाꣳ ऋजीषी द्रवन्त्व् अस्य हरय उप नः । तस्मा इद् अन्धः सुषुमा सुदक्षम् इहाभिपित्वꣳ करते गृणानः

ā satyo yātu maghavām̐ ṛjīṣī dravantv asya haraya upa naḥ | tasmā id andhaḥ suṣumā sudakṣam ihābhipitvaṁ karate gṛṇānaḥ

Let the true one come, the bounteous, the drinker of the residue-soma; let his bay horses run to us. For him indeed we have pressed the juice, of good strength; may he, being praised, make his arrival here.

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

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IMPETUOUS, true, let Maghavan come hither, and let his Tawny Coursers speed to reach us. For him have we pressed juice exceeding potent: here, praised with song, let him effect his visit.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.2

अव स्य शूराध्वनो नान्ते ऽस्मिन् नो अद्य सवने मन्दध्यै । शꣳसात्य् उक्थम् उशनेव वेधाश् चिकितुषे असुर्याय मन्म

ava sya śūrādhvano nānte 'smin no adya savane mandadhyai | śaṁsāty uktham uśaneva vedhāś cikituṣe asuryāya manma

Loose (the horses) from the road, O hero; here at this pressing today (be ready) to be gladdened. Let the ritual-adept recite the hymn, like Uśanā, a thought for the one who takes note, for the lordly (Indra).

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

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Unyoke, as at thy journey's end, O Hero, to gladden thee today at this libation. Like Uṣanâ, the priest a laud shall utter, a hymn to thee, the Lord Divine, who markest.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.3

कविर् न निण्यꣳ विदथानि साधन् वृषा यत् सेकꣳ विपिपानो अर्चात् । दिव इत्था जीजनत् सप्त कारून् अह्ना चिच् चक्रुर् वयुना गृणन्तः

kavir na niṇyaṁ vidathāni sādhan vṛṣā yat sekaṁ vipipāno arcāt | diva itthā jījanat sapta kārūn ahnā cic cakrur vayunā gṛṇantaḥ

Like a seer bringing the hidden things to fulfilment in the ritual assemblies, when the bull, drinking deep of the pouring, sings — thus he begot the seven singers out of heaven; praising, they made the markers (of time) even by day.

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

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When the Bull, quaffing, praises our Iibation, as a sage paying holy rites in secret, Seven singers here from heaven hath he begotten, who e'en by day have wrought their works while singing.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.4

स्व१र् यद् वेदि सुदृशीकम् अर्कैर् महि ज्योती रुरुचुर् यद् ध वस्तोः । अन्धा तमाꣳसि दुधिता विचक्षे नृभ्यश् चकार नृतमो अभिष्टौ

sva1r yad vedi sudṛśīkam arkair mahi jyotī rurucur yad dha vastoḥ | andhā tamāṁsi dudhitā vicakṣe nṛbhyaś cakāra nṛtamo abhiṣṭau

When the sun was found, fair to see, by chants, and when they made the great light shine at daybreak, then he, most manly in his help, made the blinding, tangled darknesses (fit) for men to see through.

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

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When heaven's fair light by hymns was made apparent (they made great splendour shine at break of morning), He with his succour, best of Heroes, scattered the blinding darkness so that men saw clearly.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.5

ववक्ष इन्द्रो अमितम् ऋजीष्य् उ१भे आ पप्रौ रोदसी महित्वा । अतश् चिद् अस्य महिमा वि रेच्य् अभि यो विश्वा भुवना बभूव

vavakṣa indro amitam ṛjīṣy u1bhe ā paprau rodasī mahitvā | ataś cid asya mahimā vi recy abhi yo viśvā bhuvanā babhūva

Indra, the drinker of the residue, has grown immeasurably; he filled both world-halves with his greatness. Even beyond that his magnitude overflows — he who has surpassed all beings.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Indra, Impetuous One, hath waxed immensely: he with his vastness hath filled earth and heaven. E'en beyond this his majesty extendeth who hath exceeded all the worlds in greatness.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.6

विश्वानि शक्रो नर्याणि विद्वान् अपो रिरेच सखिभिर् निकामैः । अश्मानꣳ चिद् ये बिभिदुर् वचोभिर् व्रजꣳ गोमन्तम् उशिजो वि वव्रुः

viśvāni śakro naryāṇi vidvān apo rireca sakhibhir nikāmaiḥ | aśmānaṁ cid ye bibhidur vacobhir vrajaṁ gomantam uśijo vi vavruḥ

The mighty one, knowing all manly deeds, released the waters with his eager comrades — the Uśijs who split even the rock with their words and opened up the cow-filled pen.

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Ṣakra who knoweth well all human actions hath with his eager Friends let loose the waters. They with their songs cleft e'en the mountain open and willingly disclosed the stall of cattle.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.7

अपो वृत्रꣳ वव्रिवाꣳसम् पराहन् प्रावत् ते वज्रम् पृथिवी सचेताः । प्रार्णाꣳसि समुद्रियाण्य् ऐनोः पतिर् भवञ् छवसा शूर धृष्णो

apo vṛtraṁ vavrivāṁsam parāhan prāvat te vajram pṛthivī sacetāḥ | prārṇāṁsi samudriyāṇy ainoḥ patir bhavañ chavasā śūra dhṛṣṇo

You struck down Vṛtra who had enclosed the waters; the earth, of one mind (with you), furthered your mace. You set in motion the ocean-bound floods, becoming their lord by your might, O bold hero.

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He smote away the floods' obstructer, Vr̥itra; Earth, conscious, lent her aid to speed thy thunder. Thou sentest forth the waters of the ocean, as Lord through power and might, O daring Hero.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.8

अपो यद् अद्रिम् पुरुहूत दर्दर् आविर् भुवत् सरमा पूर्व्यꣳ ते । स नो नेता वाजम् आ दर्षि भूरिꣳ गोत्रा रुजन्न् अङ्गिरोभिर् गृणानः

apo yad adrim puruhūta dardar āvir bhuvat saramā pūrvyaṁ te | sa no netā vājam ā darṣi bhūriṁ gotrā rujann aṅgirobhir gṛṇānaḥ

When, O much-invoked one, you split open the rock (holding) the waters, Saramā appeared, (going) before you. So, as our leader, split open abundant prize for us, breaking open the cow-pens, praised by the Aṅgirases.

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When, Much-invoked! the water's rock thou cleftest, Saramâ showed herself and went before thee. Hymned by Angirases, bursting the cowstalls, much strength thou foundest for us as our leader.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.9

अच्छा कविꣳ नृमणो गा अभिष्टौ स्वर्षाता मघवन् नाधमानम् । ऊतिभिस् तम् इषणो द्युम्नहूतौ नि मायावान् अब्रह्मा दस्युर् अर्त

acchā kaviṁ nṛmaṇo gā abhiṣṭau svarṣātā maghavan nādhamānam | ūtibhis tam iṣaṇo dyumnahūtau ni māyāvān abrahmā dasyur arta

Toward the seer, O manly-minded one, (who was) pleading in the winning of cows, in the winning of the sun, O bounteous one — you sped to him with your aids at the call for splendour; the wily Dasyu, without sacred formula, sank down.

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

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Come, Maghavan, Friend of Man, to aid the singer imploring thee in battle for the sunlight. Speed him with help in his irypired invokings: down sink the sorcerer, the prayerless Dasyu.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.10

आ दस्युघ्ना मनसा याह्य् अस्तम् भुवत् ते कुत्सः सख्ये निकामः । स्वे योनौ नि षदतꣳ सरूपा वि वाꣳ चिकित्सद् ऋतचिद् ध नारी

ā dasyughnā manasā yāhy astam bhuvat te kutsaḥ sakhye nikāmaḥ | sve yonau ni ṣadataṁ sarūpā vi vāṁ cikitsad ṛtacid dha nārī

Come home with your Dasyu-slaying mind; Kutsa has become eager for your friendship. Sit down, the two of you, alike in form, in your own seat; the woman, discerning the truth, may well be uncertain between you two.

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

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Come to our home resolved to slay the Dasyu: Kutsa longed eagerly to win thy friendship. Alike in form ye both sate in his dwelling the faithful Lady was in doubt between you.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.11

यासि कुत्सेन सरथम् अवस्युस् तोदो वातस्य हर्योर् ईशानः । ऋज्रा वाजꣳ न गध्यꣳ युयूषन् कविर् यद् अहन् पार्याय भूषात्

yāsi kutsena saratham avasyus todo vātasya haryor īśānaḥ | ṛjrā vājaṁ na gadhyaṁ yuyūṣan kavir yad ahan pāryāya bhūṣāt

Seeking help, you drive on the same chariot with Kutsa, the goad of the wind, ruling over the two bay horses, wishing to hold back the two ruddy ones as (one holds back) a prize within reach — when the seer arrayed himself for the decisive day.

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

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Thou comest, fain to succour him, with Kutsa,– a goad that masters both the Wind-God's horses, That, holding the brown steeds like spoil for capture, the sage may on the final day be present.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.12

कुत्साय शुष्णम् अशुषꣳ नि बर्हीः प्रपित्वे अह्नः कुयवꣳ सहस्रा । सद्यो दस्यून् प्र मृण कुत्स्येन प्र सूरश् चक्रꣳ वृहताद् अभीके

kutsāya śuṣṇam aśuṣaṁ ni barhīḥ prapitve ahnaḥ kuyavaṁ sahasrā | sadyo dasyūn pra mṛṇa kutsyena pra sūraś cakraṁ vṛhatād abhīke

For Kutsa you laid low the greedy Śuṣṇa, and Kuyava with his thousands at the onset of day. Crush the Dasyus at once with the son of Kutsa; tear off the sun's wheel in the encounter.

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

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For Kutsa, with thy thousand, thou at day-break didst hurl down greedy Ṣushṇa, foe of harvest. Quickly with Kutsa's friend destroy the Dasyus, and roll the chariot-wheel of Sarya near us.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.13

त्वम् पिप्रुम् मृगयꣳ शूशुवाꣳसम् ऋजिश्वने वैदथिनाय रन्धीः । पञ्चाशत् कृष्णा नि वपः सहस्रात्कꣳ न पुरो जरिमा वि दर्दः

tvam piprum mṛgayaṁ śūśuvāṁsam ṛjiśvane vaidathināya randhīḥ | pañcāśat kṛṣṇā ni vapaḥ sahasrātkaṁ na puro jarimā vi dardaḥ

You delivered up Pipru, the wild one, grown strong, to Ṛjiśvan, son of Vidathin. You laid low fifty thousand black ones; you tore apart the strongholds as old age tears a garment.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Thou to the son of Vidathin, R̥ijiṣvan, gavest up mighty Mr̥igaya and Pipru. Thou smotest down the swarthy fifty thousand, and rentest forts as age consumes a garment.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.14

सूर उपाके तन्व१ꣳ दधानो वि यत् ते चेत्य् अमृतस्य वर्पः । मृगो न हस्ती तविषीम् उषाणः सिꣳहो न भीम आयुधानि बिभ्रत्

sūra upāke tanva1ṁ dadhāno vi yat te cety amṛtasya varpaḥ | mṛgo na hastī taviṣīm uṣāṇaḥ siṁho na bhīma āyudhāni bibhrat

Setting your body near the sun, when the immortal's form of you shone forth — like a wild beast, an elephant, you put on strength, terrible like a lion, bearing your weapons.

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

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What time thou settest near the Sun thy body, thy form, Immortal One, is seen expanding: Thou a wild elephant with might invested. like a dread lion as thou wieldest weapons.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.15

इन्द्रꣳ कामा वसूयन्तो अग्मन् स्वर्मीऴ्हे न सवने चकानाः । श्रवस्यवः शशमानास उक्थैर् ओको न रण्वा सुदृशीव पुष्टिः

indraṁ kāmā vasūyanto agman svarmīḻhe na savane cakānāḥ | śravasyavaḥ śaśamānāsa ukthair oko na raṇvā sudṛśīva puṣṭiḥ

To Indra the desires have gone, seeking goods, longing as at a pressing where the sun is the prize; seeking fame, having laboured with hymns — (he is) delightful like a home, like prosperity fair to see.

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

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Wishes for wealth have gone to Indra, longing for him in war for light and at libation, Eager for glory, labouring with praisesongs: he is like home, like sweet and fair nutrition.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.16

तम् इद् व इन्द्रꣳ सुहवꣳ हुवेम यस् ता चकार नर्या पुरूणि । यो मावते जरित्रे गध्यꣳ चिन् मक्षू वाजम् भरति स्पार्हराधाः

tam id va indraṁ suhavaṁ huvema yas tā cakāra naryā purūṇi | yo māvate jaritre gadhyaṁ cin makṣū vājam bharati spārharādhāḥ

That Indra, easy to call, would we call for you — he who has done these many manly deeds, who to a singer like me brings swiftly even a prize within reach, he whose gifts are to be craved.

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Call we for you that Indra, prompt to listen, him who hath done so much for men's advantage; Who, Lord of envied bounty, to a singer like me brings quickly booty worth the capture.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.17

तिग्मा यद् अन्तर् अशनिः पताति कस्मिञ् चिच् छूर मुहुके जनानाम् । घोरा यद् अर्य समृतिर् भवात्य् अध स्मा नस् तन्वो बोधि गोपाः

tigmā yad antar aśaniḥ patāti kasmiñ cic chūra muhuke janānām | ghorā yad arya samṛtir bhavāty adha smā nas tanvo bodhi gopāḥ

When the sharp missile flies among (us), in whatever sudden moment of the peoples, O hero — when the clash with the rival becomes dreadful, then be the guardian of our body.

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When the sharp-pointed arrow, O thou Hero, flieth mid any conflict of the people, When, Faithful One, the dread encounter cometh, then be thou the Protector of our body.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.18

भुवो ऽविता वामदेवस्य धीनाम् भुवः सखावृको वाजसातौ । त्वाम् अनु प्रमतिम् आ जगन्मोरुशꣳसो जरित्रे विश्वध स्याः

bhuvo 'vitā vāmadevasya dhīnām bhuvaḥ sakhāvṛko vājasātau | tvām anu pramatim ā jaganmoruśaṁso jaritre viśvadha syāḥ

Be the helper of Vāmadeva's thoughts; be a friend without a wolf's (treachery) in the winning of the prize. We have come after you for foresight; may you be of wide-reaching praise for the singer always.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Further the holy thoughts of Vâmadeva be thou a guileless Friend in fight for booty. We come to thee whose providence protects us: wide be thy sway for ever for thy singer.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.19

एभिर् नृभिर् इन्द्र त्वायुभिष् ट्वा मघवद्भिर् मघवन् विश्व आजौ । द्यावो न द्युम्नैर् अभि सन्तो अर्यः क्षपो मदेम शरदश् च पूर्वीः

ebhir nṛbhir indra tvāyubhiṣ ṭvā maghavadbhir maghavan viśva ājau | dyāvo na dyumnair abhi santo aryaḥ kṣapo madema śaradaś ca pūrvīḥ

With these men devoted to you, O Indra, with these bounteous ones, O bounteous one, in every contest — overcoming the rival with splendours as the heavens (do), may we rejoice through many nights and autumns.

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O Indra, with these men who love thee truly, free givers, Maghavan, in every battle, May we rejoice through many autumns, quelling our foes, as days subdue the nights with splendour.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.20

एवेद् इन्द्राय वृषभाय वृष्णे ब्रह्माकर्म भृगवो न रथम् । नू चिद् यथा नः सख्या वियोषद् असन् न उग्रो ऽविता तनूपाः

eved indrāya vṛṣabhāya vṛṣṇe brahmākarma bhṛgavo na ratham | nū cid yathā naḥ sakhyā viyoṣad asan na ugro 'vitā tanūpāḥ

Just so for Indra, the bull, the virile one, have we fashioned a prayer, as the Bhṛgus (fashion) a chariot — so that his friendship with us shall never be broken, (and) that he be our mighty helper, guardian of our bodies.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Now, as the Bhr̥igus wrought a car, for Indra the Strong, the Mighty, we our prayer have fashioned, That he may, ne'er withdraw from us his friendship, but be our bodies' guard and strong defender.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 4 16.21

नू ष्टुत इन्द्र नू गृणान इषꣳ जरित्रे नद्यो३ न पीपेः । अकारि ते हरिवो ब्रह्म नव्यꣳ धिया स्याम रथ्यः सदासाः

nū ṣṭuta indra nū gṛṇāna iṣaṁ jaritre nadyo3 na pīpeḥ | akāri te harivo brahma navyaṁ dhiyā syāma rathyaḥ sadāsāḥ

Now praised, Indra, now sung, make nourishment swell for the singer as (you swell) the rivers. A new prayer has been made for you, lord of the bay horses; through (our) insight may we be charioteers who always win.

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Now, Indra! lauded, glorified with praises, let power swell. high like rivers for the singer. For thee a new hymn, Lord of Bays, is fashioned. May we, car-borne, through song be victors ever.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)