Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 4 — Chapter 22
RV 4 22.1
यन् न इन्द्रो जुजुषे यच् च वष्टि तन् नो महान् करति शुष्म्य् आ चित् । ब्रह्म स्तोमम् मघवा सोमम् उक्था यो अश्मानꣳ शवसा बिभ्रद् एति
yan na indro jujuṣe yac ca vaṣṭi tan no mahān karati śuṣmy ā cit | brahma stomam maghavā somam ukthā yo aśmānaṁ śavasā bibhrad eti
What Indra has taken pleasure in from us, and what he wants, that the great, impetuous one will surely bring about for us: the formulation, the praise-song, the soma, the recited verses — he who comes bearing the stone with his might.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
THAT gift of ours which Indra loves and welcomes, even that he makes for us, the Great and Strong One. He who comes wielding in his might the thunder, Maghavan, gives prayer, praise, and laud, and Soma.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.2
वृषा वृषन्धिꣳ चतुरश्रिम् अस्यन्न् उग्रो बाहुभ्याꣳ नृतमः शचीवान् । श्रिये परुष्णीम् उषमाण ऊर्णाꣳ यस्याः पर्वाणि सख्याय विव्ये
vṛṣā vṛṣandhiṁ caturaśrim asyann ugro bāhubhyāṁ nṛtamaḥ śacīvān | śriye paruṣṇīm uṣamāṇa ūrṇāṁ yasyāḥ parvāṇi sakhyāya vivye
The bull, hurling the four-edged bull-bolt(?), fierce with his two arms, most manly, full of skill — for splendour, (he) wearing the wool of the Paruṣṇī, whose joints he wrapped about for friendship.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Bull, hurler of the four-edged rain-producer with both his arms, strong, mighty, most heroic; Wearing as wool Parushṇî for adornment, whose joints for sake of friendship he hath covered.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.3
यो देवो देवतमो जायमानो महो वाजेभिर् महद्भिश् च शुष्मैः । दधानो वज्रम् बाह्वोर् उशन्तꣳ द्याम् अमेन रेजयत् प्र भूम
yo devo devatamo jāyamāno maho vājebhir mahadbhiś ca śuṣmaiḥ | dadhāno vajram bāhvor uśantaṁ dyām amena rejayat pra bhūma
He who, a god most godlike at his birth, (came to be) great through great prizes and through his furies, setting the eager mace in his two arms, made heaven tremble by his violence, and the earth.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
God who of all the Gods was born divinest, endowed with ample strength and mighty powers, And bearing in his arrns the yearning thunder, with violent rush caused heaven and earth to tremble.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.4
विश्वा रोधाꣳसि प्रवतश् च पूर्वीर् द्यौर् ऋष्वाज् जनिमन् रेजत क्षाः । आ मातरा भरति शुष्म्य् आ गोर् नृवत् परिज्मन् नोनुवन्त वाताः
viśvā rodhāṁsi pravataś ca pūrvīr dyaur ṛṣvāj janiman rejata kṣāḥ | ā mātarā bharati śuṣmy ā gor nṛvat parijman nonuvanta vātāḥ
All the banks and the many downward slopes, heaven at the birth of the lofty one — the earth trembled. The impetuous one brings hither the two mothers of the cow; manfully all around the winds roared.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Before the High God, at his birth, heaven trembled, earth, many floods and all the precipices. The Strong One bringeth nigh the Bull's two Parents: loud sing the winds, like men, in air's midregion.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.5
ता तू त इन्द्र महतो महानि विश्वेष्व् इत् सवनेषु प्रवाच्या । यच् छूर धृष्णो धृषता दधृष्वान् अहिꣳ वज्रेण शवसाविवेषीः
tā tū ta indra mahato mahāni viśveṣv it savaneṣu pravācyā | yac chūra dhṛṣṇo dhṛṣatā dadhṛṣvān ahiṁ vajreṇa śavasāviveṣīḥ
These great deeds of you, the great one, Indra, are to be proclaimed at all the pressings: that you, O hero, bold one, daring with daring, overpowered the serpent with the mace, by your might.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
These are thy great deeds, Indra, thine, the Mighty, deeds to be told aloud at all libations, That thou, O Hero, bold and boldly daring, didst with thy bolt, by strength, destroy the Dragon.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.6
ता तू ते सत्या तुविनृम्ण विश्वा प्र धेनवः सिस्रते वृष्ण ऊध्नः । अधा ह त्वद् वृषमणो भियानाः प्र सिन्धवो जवसा चक्रमन्त
tā tū te satyā tuvinṛmṇa viśvā pra dhenavaḥ sisrate vṛṣṇa ūdhnaḥ | adhā ha tvad vṛṣamaṇo bhiyānāḥ pra sindhavo javasā cakramanta
These are indeed all true deeds of yours, O one of mighty manly power: the milch-cows stream forth from the bull's udder. Then indeed, bull-minded one, in fear of you the rivers strode forth in haste.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
True are all these thy deeds, O Most Heroic. The Milch-kine issued from the streaming udder. In fear of thee, O thou of manly spirit, the rivers swiftly set themselves in motion.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.7
अत्राह ते हरिवस् ता उ देवीर् अवोभिर् इन्द्र स्तवन्त स्वसारः । यत् सीम् अनु प्र मुचो बद्बधाना दीर्घाम् अनु प्रसितिꣳ स्यन्दयध्यै
atrāha te harivas tā u devīr avobhir indra stavanta svasāraḥ | yat sīm anu pra muco badbadhānā dīrghām anu prasitiṁ syandayadhyai
Then indeed, lord of the bay horses, those divine sisters praised themselves for your acts of help, Indra, when you released them, who had been hemmed in, to flow along their long course.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
With joy, O Indra, Lord of Tawny Coursers, the Sisters then, these Goddesses, extolled thee, When thou didst give the prisoned ones their freedom to wander at their will in long succession.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.8
पिपीऴे अꣳशुर् मद्यो न सिन्धुर् आ त्वा शमी शशमानस्य शक्तिः । अस्मद्र्यक् छुशुचानस्य यम्या आशुर् न रश्मिꣳ तुव्योजसꣳ गोः
pipīḻe aṁśur madyo na sindhur ā tvā śamī śaśamānasya śaktiḥ | asmadryak chuśucānasya yamyā āśur na raśmiṁ tuvyojasaṁ goḥ
The stalk has been pressed, intoxicating like a river. (May) the ritual labour, the power of the one who has laboured, (come) to you — turned toward us, the yoke-mate(?) of the blazing one, like a swift horse the rein, the mightily strong (draught) of the cow.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Pressed is the gladdening stalk as 'twere a river: so let the rite, the toiler's power, attract thee To us-ward, of the Bright One, as the courser strains his. exceedingly strong leather bridle.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.9
अस्मे वर्षिष्ठा कृणुहि ज्येष्ठा नृम्णानि सत्रा सहुरे सहाꣳसि । अस्मभ्यꣳ वृत्रा सुहनानि रन्धि जहि वधर् वनुषो मर्त्यस्य
asme varṣiṣṭhā kṛṇuhi jyeṣṭhā nṛmṇāni satrā sahure sahāṁsi | asmabhyaṁ vṛtrā suhanāni randhi jahi vadhar vanuṣo martyasya
Make for us the highest, foremost manly powers, and altogether the victorious strengths, O overpowering one; put the Vṛtras into our hands, easy to slay; strike down the weapon of the grudging mortal.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Ever by us perform thy most heroic, thine highest, best victorious deeds, O Victor. For us make Vr̥itras easy to be conquered: destroy the weapon of our mortal foeman.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.10
अस्माकम् इत् सु शृणुहि त्वम् इन्द्रास्मभ्यꣳ चित्राꣳ उप माहि वाजान् । अस्मभ्यꣳ विश्वा इषणः पुरꣳधीर् अस्माकꣳ सु मघवन् बोधि गोदाः
asmākam it su śṛṇuhi tvam indrāsmabhyaṁ citrām̐ upa māhi vājān | asmabhyaṁ viśvā iṣaṇaḥ puraṁdhīr asmākaṁ su maghavan bodhi godāḥ
Listen well to us indeed, Indra; mete out to us brilliant prizes; send to us all abundances of thought; be a giver of cows to us, O generous one.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Graciously listen to our prayer, O Indra, and strength of varied sort bestow thou on us. Send to us all intelligence arid wisdom O Maghavan, be he who gives us cattle.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 22.11
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, swell food for the singer like the rivers. A new formulation has been made for you, lord of the bay horses; through our vision may we be charioteers who always win.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Now, Indra! lauded, glorified with praises, let wealth swell hiah like rivers to 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)