DharmaPragya
Mandala 7, Hymn 25
Containing 6 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
Mandala 7, Hymn 25, Verse 1
Verse 1 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
आ ते॑ म॒ह इ॑न्द्रो॒त्यु॑ग्र॒ सम॑न्यवो॒ यत्स॒मर॑न्त॒ सेनाः॑ पता॑ति दि॒द्युन्नर्य॑स्य बा॒ह्वोर्मा ते॒ मनो॑ विष्व॒द्र्य१॒॑ग्वि चा॑रीत्
"WHEN with thy mighty help, O potent Indra, the armies rush together in their fury. When from the strong man's arm the lightning flieth, let not the mind go forth to side with others."
Mandala 7, Hymn 25, Verse 2
Verse 2 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
नि दु॒र्ग इ॑न्द्र श्नथिह्य॒मित्राँ॑ अ॒भि ये नो॒ मर्ता॑सो अ॒मन्ति॑ आ॒रे तं शंसं॑ कृणुहि निनि॒त्सोरा नो॑ भर स॒म्भर॑णं॒ वसू॑नाम्
"O Indra, where the ground is hard to traverse, smite down our foes, the mortals who assail us, Keep far from us the curse of the reviler: bring us accumulated store of treasures."
Mandala 7, Hymn 25, Verse 3
Verse 3 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
श॒तं ते॑ शिप्रिन्नू॒तयः॑ सु॒दासे॑ स॒हस्रं॒ शंसा॑ उ॒त रा॒तिर॑स्तु ज॒हि वध॑र्व॒नुषो॒ मर्त्य॑स्या॒स्मे द्यु॒म्नमधि॒ रत्नं॑ च धेहि
"God of the fair helm, give Sudâs a hundred succours, a thousand blessings, and thy bounty. Strike down the weapon of our mortal foeman: bestow upon us splendid fame and riches."
Mandala 7, Hymn 25, Verse 4
Verse 4 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
त्वाव॑तो॒ ही॑न्द्र॒ क्रत्वे॒ अस्मि॒ त्वाव॑तोऽवि॒तुः शू॑र रा॒तौ विश्वेदहा॑नि तविषीव उग्रँ॒ ओकः॑ कृणुष्व हरिवो॒ न म॑र्धीः
"I wait the power of one like thee, O Indra, gifts of a Helper such as thou art, Hero. Strong, Mighty God, dwell with me now and ever: Lord of Bay Horses, do not thou desert us."
Mandala 7, Hymn 25, Verse 5
Verse 5 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
कुत्सा॑ ए॒ते हर्य॑श्वाय शू॒षमिन्द्रे॒ सहो॑ दे॒वजू॑तमिया॒नाः स॒त्रा कृ॑धि सु॒हना॑ शूर वृ॒त्रा व॒यं तरु॑त्राः सनुयाम॒ वाज॑म्
"Here are the Kutsas supplicating Indra for might, the Lord of Bays for God-sent conquest. Make our foes ever easy to be vanquished: may we, victorious, win the spoil, O Hero."
Mandala 7, Hymn 25, Verse 6
Verse 6 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
ए॒वा न॑ इन्द्र॒ वार्य॑स्य पूर्धि॒ प्र ते॑ म॒हीं सु॑म॒तिं वे॑विदाम इषं॑ पिन्व म॒घव॑द्भ्यः सु॒वीरां॑ यू॒यं पा॑त स्व॒स्तिभिः॒ सदा॑ नः
"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."