Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 5 — Chapter 60

RV 5 60.1

ईऴे अग्निꣳ स्ववसꣳ नमोभिर् इह प्रसत्तो वि चयत् कृतꣳ नः । रथैर् इव प्र भरे वाजयद्भिः प्रदक्षिणिन् मरुताꣳ स्तोमम् ऋध्याम्

īḻe agniṁ svavasaṁ namobhir iha prasatto vi cayat kṛtaṁ naḥ | rathair iva pra bhare vājayadbhiḥ pradakṣiṇin marutāṁ stomam ṛdhyām

I invoke Agni of good aid with acts of homage; seated here, let him mark out what is done for us. As with prize-seeking chariots I bring forth (my song); turning to the right, may I accomplish the praise-song of the Maruts.

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RV 5 60.2

आ ये तस्थुः पृषतीषु श्रुतासु सुखेषु रुद्रा मरुतो रथेषु । वना चिद् उग्रा जिहते नि वो भिया पृथिवी चिद् रेजते पर्वतश् चित्

ā ye tasthuḥ pṛṣatīṣu śrutāsu sukheṣu rudrā maruto ratheṣu | vanā cid ugrā jihate ni vo bhiyā pṛthivī cid rejate parvataś cit

The Rudras, the Maruts, who have mounted on the famed dappled mares, on easy-rolling chariots — even the forests, O fierce ones, give way for fear of you; even the earth quakes, even the mountain.

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RV 5 60.3

पर्वतश् चिन् महि वृद्धो बिभाय दिवश् चित् सानु रेजत स्वने वः । यत् क्रीऴथ मरुत ऋष्टिमन्त आप इव सध्र्यञ्चो धवध्वे

parvataś cin mahi vṛddho bibhāya divaś cit sānu rejata svane vaḥ | yat krīḻatha maruta ṛṣṭimanta āpa iva sadhryañco dhavadhve

Even the mountain, great and grown tall, was afraid; even the ridge of heaven trembled at your roar. When you play, Maruts, bearing spears, you run together like waters heading one way.

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RV 5 60.4

वरा इवेद् रैवतासो हिरण्यैर् अभि स्वधाभिस् तन्वः पिपिश्रे । श्रिये श्रेयाꣳसस् तवसो रथेषु सत्रा महाꣳसि चक्रिरे तनूषु

varā ived raivatāso hiraṇyair abhi svadhābhis tanvaḥ pipiśre | śriye śreyāṁsas tavaso ratheṣu satrā mahāṁsi cakrire tanūṣu

Like wooers, rich men, they have decked out their bodies with gold, with their own powers. The more excellent, the strong ones, on their chariots for splendour, have set all their greatnesses together on their bodies.

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RV 5 60.5

अज्येष्ठासो अकनिष्ठास एते सम् भ्रातरो वावृधुः सौभगाय । युवा पिता स्वपा रुद्र एषाꣳ सुदुघा पृश्निः सुदिना मरुद्भ्यः

ajyeṣṭhāso akaniṣṭhāsa ete sam bhrātaro vāvṛdhuḥ saubhagāya | yuvā pitā svapā rudra eṣāṁ sudughā pṛśniḥ sudinā marudbhyaḥ

With no eldest and no youngest, these brothers have grown together for good fortune. Young is their father Rudra, of skilful work; Pṛśni gives good milk, (there are) fair days for the Maruts.

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RV 5 60.6

यद् उत्तमे मरुतो मध्यमे वा यद् वावमे सुभगासो दिवि ष्ठ । अतो नो रुद्रा उत वा न्व् अ१स्याग्ने वित्ताद् धविषो यद् यजाम

yad uttame maruto madhyame vā yad vāvame subhagāso divi ṣṭha | ato no rudrā uta vā nv a1syāgne vittād dhaviṣo yad yajāma

Whether, Maruts, you fortunate ones are in the highest heaven, or in the middle, or in the lowest — from there, O Rudras, or indeed from here now — O Agni, take note of the oblation, whatever we offer.

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RV 5 60.7

अग्निश् च यन् मरुतो विश्ववेदसो दिवो वहध्व उत्तराद् अधि ष्णुभिः । ते मन्दसाना धुनयो रिशादसो वामꣳ धत्त यजमानाय सुन्वते

agniś ca yan maruto viśvavedaso divo vahadhva uttarād adhi ṣṇubhiḥ | te mandasānā dhunayo riśādaso vāmaṁ dhatta yajamānāya sunvate

When you, all-knowing Maruts, and Agni drive from the higher heaven over its ridges — you, exhilarated, thundering, scorning foes, grant good things to the sacrificer who presses (the soma).

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RV 5 60.8

अग्ने मरुद्भिः शुभयद्भिर् ऋक्वभिः सोमम् पिब मन्दसानो गणश्रिभिः । पावकेभिर् विश्वमिन्वेभिर् आयुभिर् वैश्वानर प्रदिवा केतुना सजूः

agne marudbhiḥ śubhayadbhir ṛkvabhiḥ somam piba mandasāno gaṇaśribhiḥ | pāvakebhir viśvaminvebhir āyubhir vaiśvānara pradivā ketunā sajūḥ

Agni, with the Maruts, the gleaming singers, drink the soma, exhilarated, with those who shine in a troop — with the purifying, all-stirring Āyus, O Vaiśvānara, in accord with the beacon of old.

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