Created by Jijith Nadumuri at 13 May 2011 12:41 and updated at 13 May 2011 12:41
RIG VEDA
MANDALA 2
1 SOMA and Pusan, Parents of all riches, Parents of earth and Parents of high heaven,
You Twain, brought forth as the whole worlds' protectors, the Gods have made centre of life
eternal.
2 At birth of these two Gods all Gods are joyful: they have caused darkness, which we hate, to
vanish.
With these, with Soma and with Pusan, India generates ripe warm milk in the raw milchcows-.
3 Soma and Pusan, urge your chariot hither, the sevenwheeled- car that measures out the region,
That stirs not all, that moves to every quarter, fivereined- and harnessed by the thought, ye
Mighty.
4 One in the heaven on high hath made his dwelling, on earth and in the firmament the other.
May they disclose to us great store of treasure, muchlonged- for, rich in food, source of
enjoyment.
5 One of you Twain is Parent of all creatures, the other journeys onward allbeholding-.
Soma and Pusan, aid my thought with favour: with you may we oercome’ in all encounters.
6 May Pusan stir our thought, the allimpelling-, may Soma Lord of riches grant us riches.
May Aditi the perfect Goddess aid us. Loud may we speak, with heroes, in assembly.
HYMN XLI. Various Deities. 41
1. O VAYU, come to us with all the thousand chariots that are thine,
Teamborne-, to drink the Soma juice.
2 Drawn by thy team, O Vayu, come; to thee is offered this, the pure.
Thou visitest the pressers' house.
3 Indra and Vayu, drawn by teams, ye Heroes, come today and drink.
Of the bright juice when blent with milk.
4 This Soma hath been shed for you, Lawstrengtheners-, MitraVaruna-!
Listen ye here to this my call.
5 Both Kings who never injure aught seat them in their supremest home,
The thousandpillared-, firmlybased-.
6 Fed with oblation, Sovran Kings, Adityas, Lords of liberal gifts.
They wait on him whose life is true.
7 With kine, Nasatyas, and with steeds, come, Asvins, Rudras, to the house
That will protect its heroes well;
8 Such, wealthy Gods! as none afar nor standing nigh to us may harm,
Yea, no malicious mortal foe.
9 As such, O longedfar- Asvins, lead us on to wealth of varied sort,
Wealth that shall bring us room and rest.
10 Verily Indra, conquering all, driveth even mighty fear away,
For firm is he and swift to act.
11 Indra be gracious unto us: sin shall not reach us afterward,
And good shall be before us still.
12 From all the regions of the world let Indra send security,
The foesubduer-, swift to act.
13 O all ye Gods, come hitherward: hear this mine invocation, seat
Yourselves upon this sacred grass.
14 Among the Sunahotras strong for you is this sweet gladdening draught.
Drink ye of this delightsome juice.
15 Ye Maruts led by Indra, Gods with Pusan for your bounteousest,
Hear all of you this call of mine.
16 Best Mother, best of Rivers, best of Goddesses, Sarasvati, We are, as it were, of no repute and
dear Mother, give thou us renown.
17 In thee, Sarasvati, divine, all generations have their stay.
Be, glad with Sunahotras' sons: O Goddess grant us progeny.
18 Enriched with sacrifice, accept Sarasvati, these prayers of ours,
Thoughts which Grtsamadas beloved of Gods bring, Holy One, to thee.
19 Ye who bless sacrifice, go forth, for verily we choose you both,
And Agni who conveys our gifts.
20 This our effectual sacrifice, reaching the sky, shall Heaven and Earth
Present unto the Gods today-.
21 In both your laps, ye guileless Ones, the Holy Gods shall sit them down
Today- to drink the Soma here.
HYMN XLII KapiÑjala. 42
1. TELLING his race aloud with cries repeated, he sends his voice out as his boat a steersman.
O Bird, be ominous of happy fortune from no side may calamity befall thee.
2 Let not the falcon kill thee, nor the eagle let not the arrowbearing- archer reach thee.
Still crying in the region of the Fathers, speak here auspicious, bearing joyful tidings.
3 Bringing good tidings, Bird of happy omen, call thou out loudly southward of our dwellings,
So that no thief, no sinner may oppress us. Loud may we speak, with heroes, in assembly.
HYMN XLIII. KapiÑjala. 43
1. HERE on the right sing forth chanters of hymns of praise, even the winged birds that in due
season speak.
He, like: a Samachanter- utters both the notes, skilled in the mode of Trstup and of Gayatri.
2 Thou like the chanterpriest- chantest the Sama, Bird; thou singest at libations like a Brahmans'
son.
Even as a vigorous horse when he comes near the mare, announce to us good fortune, Bird, on every
side, proclaim in all directions happy luck, O Bird.
3 When singing here, O Bird. announce good luck to us, and when thou sittest still think on us
with kind thoughts.
END OF MANDALA 2
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