Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 7 — Chapter 24
RV 7 24.1
योनिष् ट इन्द्र सदने अकारि तम् आ नृभिः पुरुहूत प्र याहि । असो यथा नो ऽविता वृधे च ददो वसूनि ममदश् च सोमैः
yoniṣ ṭa indra sadane akāri tam ā nṛbhiḥ puruhūta pra yāhi | aso yathā no 'vitā vṛdhe ca dado vasūni mamadaś ca somaiḥ
A seat has been made for you, Indra, in the dwelling; come forth to it with the men, O much-invoked, so that you may be our helper and (be there) for our increase; and give goods, and be exhilarated with the somas.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
A HOME is made for thee to dwell in, Indra: O Much-invoked, go thitherwith the heroes. That thou, to prosper us, mayst be our Helper, vouchsafe us wealth, rejoice with draughts of Soma.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 7 24.2
गृभीतꣳ ते मन इन्द्र द्विबर्हाः सुतः सोमः परिषिक्ता मधूनि । विसृष्टधेना भरते सुवृक्तिर् इयम् इन्द्रꣳ जोहुवती मनीषा
gṛbhītaṁ te mana indra dvibarhāḥ sutaḥ somaḥ pariṣiktā madhūni | visṛṣṭadhenā bharate suvṛktir iyam indraṁ johuvatī manīṣā
Your mind is grasped, Indra, doubly firm; the soma is pressed, the sweet draughts poured around. This well-turned hymn, its stream let loose, carries (them) — this thought, calling loudly to Indra.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Indra, thy wish, twice-strong, is comprehended: pressed is the Soma, poured are pleasant juices. This hymn of praise, from loosened tongue, made perfect, draws Indra to itself with loud invoking.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 7 24.3
आ नो दिव आ पृथिव्या ऋजीषिन्न् इदम् बर्हिः सोमपेयाय याहि । वहन्तु त्वा हरयो मद्र्यञ्चम् आङ्गूषम् अच्छा तवसम् मदाय
ā no diva ā pṛthivyā ṛjīṣinn idam barhiḥ somapeyāya yāhi | vahantu tvā harayo madryañcam āṅgūṣam acchā tavasam madāya
Come to us from heaven, from earth, O ṛjīṣin, to this barhis to drink the soma; let the bay horses carry you, turned toward me, to the song of praise, you the strong one, for exhilaration.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Come, thou Impetuous; God, from earth or heaven; come to our holy grass to drink the Soma. Hither to me let thy Bay Horses bring thee to listen to our hymns and make thee joyful.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 7 24.4
आ नो विश्वाभिर् ऊतिभिः सजोषा ब्रह्म जुषाणो हर्यश्व याहि । वरीवृजत् स्थविरेभिः सुशिप्रास्मे दधद् वृषणꣳ शुष्मम् इन्द्र
ā no viśvābhir ūtibhiḥ sajoṣā brahma juṣāṇo haryaśva yāhi | varīvṛjat sthavirebhiḥ suśiprāsme dadhad vṛṣaṇaṁ śuṣmam indra
Come to us, of one accord, with all your aids, delighting in the prayer, O lord of bay horses; clearing (a path) with the sturdy ones, O fair-lipped, placing in us bull-like strength, Indra.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Come unto us with all thine aids, accordant, Lord of Bay Steeds, accepting our devotions, Fair-helmeted, o'ercoming with the mighty, and lending us the strength of bulls, O Indra.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 7 24.5
एष स्तोमो मह उग्राय वाहे धुरी३वात्यो न वाजयन्न् अधायि । इन्द्र त्वायम् अर्क ईट्टे वसूनाꣳ दिवीव द्याम् अधि नः श्रोमतꣳ धाः
eṣa stomo maha ugrāya vāhe dhurī3vātyo na vājayann adhāyi | indra tvāyam arka īṭṭe vasūnāṁ divīva dyām adhi naḥ śromataṁ dhāḥ
This laud has been laid upon the great fierce one for drawing, like a steed at the pole urged on toward the prize. Indra, this chant begs you for goods; set renown over us as (you set) the sky in heaven.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
As to the chariot pole a vigorous courser, this laud is brought to the great strong Upholder. This hymn solicits wealth of thee: in heaven, as 'twere above the sky, set thou our glory.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 7 24.6
एवा न इन्द्र वार्यस्य पूर्धि प्र ते महीꣳ सुमतिꣳ वेविदाम । इषम् पिन्व मघवद्भ्यः सुवीराꣳ यूयम् पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः
evā na indra vāryasya pūrdhi pra te mahīṁ sumatiṁ vevidāma | iṣam pinva maghavadbhyaḥ suvīrāṁ yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ
So, Indra, fill us with what is desirable; may we again and again find your great favour; swell nourishment rich in men for the bounteous patrons. Do you protect us always with blessings.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
With precious things. O Indra, thus content us: may we attain to thine exalted favour. Send our chiefs plenteous food with hero children. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)