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Sama Veda, part 32Part II, Book IX, Chapter I
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Hinduism · Vedas · Sama Veda
Sama Veda, part 32
Part II, Book IX, Chapter I
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(1)Forward have flowed the streams of power, of this the mighty one effused, Of him who waits upon the Gods.
(2)The singers praise him with their song, and learned priests adorn the steed Born as thelight that merits laud.
(3)These things thou winnest quickly, while men cleanse thee, Soma, nobly rich!
(1)This Brahman, comer at the due time, named Indra, is renowned and praised.
(2)To thee alone, O Lord of Strength, go, as it were, all songs of praise.
(3)Like streams of water on their way, let bounties, Indra, flow from thee!
(1)Even as a car to give us aid, we draw thee nigh to favour us, Strong in thy deeds, quelling attack, Indra, Lord, mightiest! of the brave.
(2)Great in thou power and wisdom, strong, with thought that comprehendeth all! Wide hast thou spread in majesty.
(3)Thou very mighty one, whose hands by virtue of thy greatness wield The golden bolt that beaks its way!
(1)He who hath lighted up the joyous castle, wise courser like the steed of cloudy heaven, Bright like the Sun with hundredfold existence
(2)He, doubly born, hath spread in his effulgence through the three luminous realms, through all the regions, Best sacrificing Priest where waters gather.
(3)Priest doubly born, he through his love of glory hath in his keeping all things worth the choosing. The man who brings him gifts hath noble offspring.
(1)Agni, with hymns may we now accomplish that which thou lovest, Strength, like a horse auspicious, with service!
(2)For, Agni, thou art now the promoter of strength auspicious, Lofty sacrifice, power effective.
(3)Through these our praises, come thou to meet us, bright as the sunlight, Agni, kindly with all thy faces!
(1)Immortal Jatavedas, thou bright-hued refulgent gift of Dawn. Agni, this day to him who pays oblations bring the Gods who waken with the morn!
(2)For thou art offering-bearer, well-loved messenger, and charioteer of holy rites. Accordant with the Asvins and with Dawn grant us heroic strength and lofty fame!
(1)The old hath waked the young Moon from his slumber who runs his circling course with many round him Behold the God's high wisdom in its greatness: he who died yesterday to-day is living.
(2)Strong is the red Bird in his strength, great hero, who from of old bath had no nest to dwell in. That which he knows is truth and never idle: he wins and gives the wealth desired of many.
(3)Through these Thunderer gained strong manly vigour, through whom he waxed in stren gth to slaughter Vritra; These who through might of actual operation sprang forth as Gods in course of Law and Order.
(1)Here is the Soma ready pressed: of this the Maruts, yea, of this Self-luminous, the Asvins, drink.
(2)Of this, moreover, purified, set in three places, procreant, Drink Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman.
(3)Yea, Indra, like the Hotar-priest, will in the early morning drink, At pleasure, of the milky juice:
(1)Verily, Surya, thou art great; truly, Aditya, thou art great. O most admired for greatness of thy majesty, God, by thy greatn.ess thou art great.
(2)Yea, Surya, thou art great in fame: thou evermore, O God, art great. Thou by thy greatness art the Gods' High-Priest, divine, farspread unconquerable light.
(1)Come, Lord of rapturous joys, to our libations with thy bay steeds, come With bay steeds to our flowing juice!
(2)Known as best Vritra-slayer erst, as Indra $atakratu, come With bay steeds to our flowing juice!
(3)For, Vritra-slayer, thou art he who drinks these drops of Soma come With bay steeds to our flowing juice!
(1)Bring to the wise, the great, who waxeth mighty your offerings and make ready your devotion. Go forth to many tribes as man's controller!
(2)For Indra the sublime, the far-pervading, have singers generateo prayer and praises; The sages never violate his statutes.
(3)The choirs have established Indra King for ever for victory him, whose anger is resistless: And for the bays' Lord strengthened those he loveth.
(1)If I, O Indra, were the lord of riches ample as thine own, I would support the singer, God who scatterest wealth! and, not abandon him to woe.
(2)Each day would I enrich the man who sang my praise, in whatsoever place he were. No kinship is there better, Maghavan, than thine: a father even, is no more.
(1)Here thou the call of the juice-drinking press-stone: mark thou the sage's hymn who sings and lauds thee! Take to thine inmost self these adorations!
(2)I know and ne'er forget the hymns and praises of thee, theconqueror, of thy power immortal. Thy name I ever utter, self-refulgent!
(3)Among mankind many are thy libations, and many a time the pious sage invokes thee. O Maghavan, be not long distant from us!
(1)Sing strength to Indra that shall. set his chariot in the foremost place! Giver of room in closest fight, slayer of foes in shock of war, be thou our great encorager! Let the weak bowstrings break upon the bows of our weak mies!
(2)Thou didst destroy the Dragon: thou sentest the rivers down to Earth. Foeless, O Indra, wast thou born. Thou tendest well each choicest thing. Therefore we draw us close to thee. Let the weak bowstrings break upon the bows of our weak enemies! Destroyed be all malignitics and all our enemy's designs!
(3)Thy bolt thou castest at the foe, O Indra, who would smite us dead: thy liberal bounty gives us wealth. Let the weak bowstrings break upon the bows of our weak enemies!
(1)Rich be the praiser of one rich and liberal, Lord of days! like thee: High rank be his who lauds the juice!
(2)His wealth who hath no store of kine hath ne'er found out recited laud, Nor song of praises that is sung.
(3)Give us not, Indra, as a prey unto the scornful or the proud: Help, mighty one, with power and might!
(1)Come hither, Indra, with thy bays, come thou to Kanva's eulogy! Ye by command of yonder Dyaus, God bright by day! have gone to heaven.
(2)The stones' rim shakes the Soma here like a wolf worrying a sheep. Ye by command of yonder Dyaus, God bright by day I have gone to heaven.
(3)May the stone bring thee as it speaks, the Soma-stone with ringing voice! Ye by command of yonder Dyaus, God bright by day! have gone to heaven.
(1)For Indra flow most rich in sweets, O Soma, bringing him delight!
(2)Bright, meditating sacred song, these juices have sent Vayu forth.
(3)They were sent forth to feast the Gods, like chariots speeding in the race.
(1)Agni I deem our Hotar priest, munificent wealth-giver, Son of Strength, who knoweth all that is even as the Sage who knoweth all. Lord of fair rites, a God with form erected turning to the Gods, he when the flame hath sprung forth from the holy oil, the offered fatness, longs for it as it grows bright.
(2)We, sacrificing, call on the best worshipper thee eldest of Angirasas, singer! with hyrnns, thee, brilliant one! with singers' hymn; Thee, wandering round, as 'twere the sky, thee who art Hotar-priest of men, whom, Bull with hair of flame, the people must observe, tile people that he speed them on.
(3)He with his blazing Power refulgent far and wide, he verily it iswho conquers demon foes, conquers the demons like an axe: At whose close touch things solid partg and what is stable yields he keeps his ground and flinches not,like trees. Subduing all from the skilled archer flinches not.
