Sukta 168
सूक्तम् 168
Hymn 168 of Rigveda Mandala 1.
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Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.1
य॒ज्ञाय॑ज्ञा वः सम॒ना तु॑तु॒र्वणि॒र्धियं॑धियं वो देव॒या उ॑ दधिध्वे । आ वो॒ऽर्वाचः॑ सुवि॒ताय॒ रोद॑स्योर्म॒हे व॑वृत्या॒मव॑से सुवृ॒क्तिभिः॑
yajñāyajñā vaḥ samanā tuturvaṇirdhiyaṃdhiyaṃ vo devayā u dadhidhve ā vo'rvācaḥ suvitāya rodasyormahe vavṛtyāmavase suvṛktibhiḥ
May the Sacrifice, the Sacrificer, and you two, with minds aligned, together accept and give forth to the gods; may the eastern, auspicious breeze carry your praise to the radiant one, with abundant offerings and well-formed hymns.
Rigveda 1.168.02
Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.2
व॒व्रासो॒ न ये स्व॒जाः स्वत॑वस॒ इषं॒ स्व॑रभि॒जाय॑न्त॒ धूत॑यः । स॒ह॒स्रिया॑सो अ॒पां नोर्मय॑ आ॒सा गावो॒ वन्द्या॑सो॒ नोक्षणः॑
vavrāso na ye svajāḥ svatavasa iṣaṃ svarabhijāyanta dhūtayaḥ sahasriyāso apāṃ normaya āsā gāvo vandyāso nokṣaṇaḥ
They, not the masters, themselves pleased with sacrifice, were born of the sound; purified, they came forth. May the thousand‑rayed ones of the waters grant us delight; may the worthy cows and the adorers be our portion.
Rigveda 1.168.03
Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.3
सोमा॑सो॒ न ये सु॒तास्तृ॒प्तांश॑वो हृ॒त्सु पी॒तासो॑ दु॒वसो॒ नास॑ते । ऐषा॒मंसे॑षु र॒म्भिणी॑व रारभे॒ हस्ते॑षु खा॒दिश्च॑ कृ॒तिश्च॒ सं द॑धे
somāso na ye sutāstṛptāṃśavo hṛtsu pītāso duvaso nāsate aiṣāmaṃseṣu rambhiṇīva rārabhe hasteṣu khādiśca kṛtiśca saṃ dadhe
Soma-drinkers who are many, their desires sated, rejoicing in the heart, having drunk, not deprived; in their limbs she moved like a loving one, in their hands she placed biting strength and skillful deed.
Rigveda 1.168.04
Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.4
अव॒ स्वयु॑क्ता दि॒व आ वृथा॑ ययु॒रम॑र्त्याः॒ कश॑या चोदत॒ त्मना॑ । अ॒रे॒णव॑स्तुविजा॒ता अ॑चुच्यवुर्दृ॒ळ्हानि॑ चिन्म॒रुतो॒ भ्राज॑दृष्टयः
ava svayuktā diva ā vṛthā yayuramartyāḥ kaśayā codata tmanā areṇavastuvijātā acucyavurdṛḷhāni cinmaruto bhrājadṛṣṭayaḥ
He who by his own power set the heavens in motion, who alone wrought not vainly, by what thought did he stir the breath of life? Born with the wind, swift of wing, the Maruts shine like keen‑sighted ones.
Rigveda 1.168.05
Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.5
को वो॒ऽन्तर्म॑रुत ऋष्टिविद्युतो॒ रेज॑ति॒ त्मना॒ हन्वे॑व जि॒ह्वया॑ । ध॒न्व॒च्युत॑ इ॒षां न याम॑नि पुरु॒प्रैषा॑ अह॒न्यो॒३॒॑ नैत॑शः
ko vo'ntarmaruta ṛṣṭividyuto rejati tmanā hanveva jihvayā dhanvacyuta iṣāṃ na yāmani purupraiṣā ahanyo3 naitaśaḥ
Who within himself, like the breath of the Maruts, flashes lightning and strikes with his mind and conquers with his tongue; he who with swift arrow does not stay in their paths — such a mighty one has not been elsewhere.
Rigveda 1.168.06
Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.6
क्व॑ स्विद॒स्य रज॑सो म॒हस्परं॒ क्वाव॑रं मरुतो॒ यस्मि॑न्नाय॒य । यच्च्या॒वय॑थ विथु॒रेव॒ संहि॑तं॒ व्यद्रि॑णा पतथ त्वे॒षम॑र्ण॒वम्
kva svidasya rajaso mahasparaṃ kvāvaraṃ maruto yasminnāyaya yaccyāvayatha vithureva saṃhitaṃ vyadriṇā patatha tveṣamarṇavam
Where is the whiteness of that dust, the great bolt? Where is the storm of Maruts in which you are brought? And what, like rising day, was firmly gathered, O Dṛiṇa, that moved this wide sea?
Rigveda 1.168.07
Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.7
सा॒तिर्न वोऽम॑वती॒ स्व॑र्वती त्वे॒षा विपा॑का मरुतः॒ पिपि॑ष्वती । भ॒द्रा वो॑ रा॒तिः पृ॑ण॒तो न दक्षि॑णा पृथु॒ज्रयी॑ असु॒र्ये॑व॒ जञ्ज॑ती
sātirna vo'mavatī svarvatī tveṣā vipākā marutaḥ pipiṣvatī bhadrā vo rātiḥ pṛṇato na dakṣiṇā pṛthujrayī asuryeva jañjatī
May she, bringing wealth to you, be favorable, may she, abundant with beneficent results, be like the Maruts, quenching your thirst. May auspicious Night fill you with riches; may the right-hand offering advance broadly, like the rising Sun dispelling darkness.
Rigveda 1.168.08
Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.8
प्रति॑ ष्टोभन्ति॒ सिन्ध॑वः प॒विभ्यो॒ यद॒भ्रियां॒ वाच॑मुदी॒रय॑न्ति । अव॑ स्मयन्त वि॒द्युतः॑ पृथि॒व्यां यदी॑ घृ॒तं म॒रुतः॑ प्रुष्णु॒वन्ति॑
prati ṣṭobhanti sindhavaḥ pavibhyo yadabhriyāṃ vācamudīrayanti ava smayanta vidyutaḥ pṛthivyāṃ yadī ghṛtaṃ marutaḥ pruṣṇuvanti
The Sindhavas praise (you) facing forward, from the waters, when the clouds release speech; the lightning smiles upon the earth, as if the Maruts have poured clarified butter.
Rigveda 1.168.09
Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.9
असू॑त॒ पृश्नि॑र्मह॒ते रणा॑य त्वे॒षम॒यासां॑ म॒रुता॒मनी॑कम् । ते स॑प्स॒रासो॑ऽजनय॒न्ताभ्व॒मादित्स्व॒धामि॑षि॒रां पर्य॑पश्यन्
asūta pṛśnirmahate raṇāya tveṣamayāsāṃ marutāmanīkam te sapsarāso'janayantābhvamāditsvadhāmiṣirāṃ paryapaśyan
The renowned Prishni-born, of mighty might, for the fray you assumed the form of the Maruts' one assembly; they, like swift‑moving birds, produced you, having perceived your own Svadhā and stirring up the spell.
Rigveda 1.168.10
Rigveda · Chapter Mandala 1, Sukta 168 · Verse 1.168.10
ए॒ष वः॒ स्तोमो॑ मरुत इ॒यं गीर्मा॑न्दा॒र्यस्य॑ मा॒न्यस्य॑ का॒रोः । एषा या॑सीष्ट त॒न्वे॑ व॒यां वि॒द्यामे॒षं वृ॒जनं॑ जी॒रदा॑नुम्
eṣa vaḥ stomo maruta iyaṃ gīrmāndāryasya mānyasya kāroḥ eṣā yāsīṣṭa tanve vayāṃ vidyāmeṣaṃ vṛjanaṃ jīradānum
This hymn of yours, O Maruts, is the song of Mandārya, the maker of esteem. It is that praise which has stretched forth your strength; let this benediction, irresistible, bestow vigour upon the cattle and the folk.