Containing 27 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
मो षु त्वा॑ वा॒घत॑श्च॒नारे अ॒स्मन्नि री॑रमन् आ॒रात्ता॑च्चित्सध॒मादं॑ न॒ आ ग॑ही॒ह वा॒ सन्नुप॑ श्रुधि
"LET none, no, not thy worshippers, delay thee far away from us. Even from far away come thou unto our feast, or listen if already here."
इ॒मे हि ते॑ ब्रह्म॒कृतः॑ सु॒ते सचा॒ मधौ॒ न मक्ष॒ आस॑ते इन्द्रे॒ कामं॑ जरि॒तारो॑ वसू॒यवो॒ रथे॒ न पाद॒मा द॑धुः
"For here, like flies on honey, these who pray to thee sit by the juice that they have poured. Wealth-craving singers have on Indra set their hope, as men set foot upon a car."
रा॒यस्का॑मो॒ वज्र॑हस्तं सु॒दक्षि॑णं पु॒त्रो न पि॒तरं॑ हुवे
"Longing for wealth I call on him, the Thunderer with the strong right hand, As a son calleth on his sire."
इ॒म इन्द्रा॑य सुन्विरे॒ सोमा॑सो॒ दध्या॑शिरः ताँ आ मदा॑य वज्रहस्त पी॒तये॒ हरि॑भ्यां या॒ह्योक॒ आ
"These Soma juices, mixed with curd, have been expressed for Indra here. Come with thy Bay Steeds, Thunder-wielder, to our home, to drink them till they make thee glad."
श्रव॒च्छ्रुत्क॑र्ण ईयते॒ वसू॑नां॒ नू चि॑न्नो मर्धिष॒द्गिरः॑ स॒द्यश्चि॒द्यः स॒हस्रा॑णि श॒ता दद॒न्नकि॒र्दित्स॑न्त॒मा मि॑नत्
"May he whose ear is open hear us. He is asked for wealth: will he despise our prayer? Him who bestows at once a hundred thousand gifts none shall restrain when he would give."
स वी॒रो अप्र॑तिष्कुत॒ इन्द्रे॑ण शूशुवे॒ नृभिः॑ यस्ते॑ गभी॒रा सव॑नानि वृत्रहन्त्सु॒नोत्या च॒ धाव॑ति
"The hero never checked by men hath gained his strength through Indra, he Who presses out and pours his deep libations forth, O Vr̥itra-slayer, unto thee."
भवा॒ वरू॑थं मघवन्म॒घोनां॒ यत्स॒मजा॑सि॒ शर्ध॑तः वि त्वाह॑तस्य॒ वेद॑नं भजेम॒ह्या दू॒णाशो॑ भरा॒ गय॑म्
"When thou dost drive the fighting men together be, thou Mighty One, the mighty's shield. May we divide the wealth of him whom thou hast slain: bring us, Unreachable, his goods."
सु॒नोता॑ सोम॒पाव्ने॒ सोम॒मिन्द्रा॑य व॒ज्रिणे॑ पच॑ता प॒क्तीरव॑से कृणु॒ध्वमित्पृ॒णन्नित्पृ॑ण॒ते मयः॑
"For Indra, Soma-drinker, armed with thunder, press the Soma juice. Make ready your dressed meats: cause him to favour us. The Giver blesses him who gives."
मा स्रे॑धत सोमिनो॒ दक्ष॑ता म॒हे कृ॑णु॒ध्वं रा॒य आ॒तुजे॑ त॒रणि॒रिज्ज॑यति॒ क्षेति॒ पुष्य॑ति॒ न दे॒वासः॑ कव॒त्नवे॑
"Grudge not, ye Soma pourers; stir you, pay the rites, for wealth, to the great Conqueror. Only the active conquers dwells in peace, and thrives: not for the niggard are the Gods."
नकिः॑ सु॒दासो॒ रथं॒ पर्या॑स॒ न री॑रमत् इन्द्रो॒ यस्या॑वि॒ता यस्य॑ म॒रुतो॒ गम॒त्स गोम॑ति व्र॒जे
"No one hath overturned or stayed the car of him who freely gives. The man whom Indra and the Marut host defend comes to a stable full of kine."
गम॒द्वाजं॑ वा॒जय॑न्निन्द्र॒ मर्त्यो॒ यस्य॒ त्वम॑वि॒ता भुवः॑ अ॒स्माकं॑ बोध्यवि॒ता रथा॑नाम॒स्माकं॑ शूर नृ॒णाम्
"Indra, that man when fighting shall obtain the spoil, whose strong defender thou wilt be. Be thou the gracious helper, Hero I of our cars, be thou the helper of our men."
उदिन्न्व॑स्य रिच्य॒तेंऽशो॒ धनं॒ न जि॒ग्युषः॑ य इन्द्रो॒ हरि॑वा॒न्न द॑भन्ति॒ तं रिपो॒ दक्षं॑ दधाति सो॒मिनि॑
"His portion is exceeding great like a victorious soldier's spoil. Him who is Indra, Lord of Bays, no foes subdue. He gives the Soma-pourer strength."
मन्त्र॒मख॑र्वं॒ सुधि॑तं सु॒पेश॑सं॒ दधा॑त य॒ज्ञिये॒ष्वा पू॒र्वीश्च॒न प्रसि॑तयस्तरन्ति॒ तं य इन्द्रे॒ कर्म॑णा॒ भुव॑त्
"Make for the Holy Gods a hymn that is not mean, but well-arranged and fair of form. Even many snares and bonds subdue not him who dwells with Indra through his sacrifice."
कस्तमि॑न्द्र॒ त्वाव॑सु॒मा मर्त्यो॑ दधर्षति श्र॒द्धा इत्ते॑ मघव॒न्पार्ये॑ दि॒वि वा॒जी वाजं॑ सिषासति
"Indra, what mortal will attack the man who hath his wealth in thee? The strong will win the spoil on the decisive day through faith in thee, O Maghavan."
म॒घोनः॑ स्म वृत्र॒हत्ये॑षु चोदय॒ ये दद॑ति प्रि॒या वसु॑ तव॒ प्रणी॑ती हर्यश्व सू॒रिभि॒र्विश्वा॑ तरेम दुरि॒ता
"In battles with the foe urge on our mighty ones who give the treasures dear to thee, And may we with our princes, Lord of Tawny Steeds! pass through all peril, led by thee."
तवेदि॑न्द्राव॒मं वसु॒ त्वं पु॑ष्यसि मध्य॒मम् स॒त्रा विश्व॑स्य पर॒मस्य॑ राजसि॒ नकि॑ष्ट्वा॒ गोषु॑ वृण्वते
"Thine, Indra, is the lowest wealth, thou cherishest the mid-most wealth, Thou ever rulest all the highest: in the fray for cattle none resisteth thee."
त्वं विश्व॑स्य धन॒दा अ॑सि श्रु॒तो य ईं॒ भव॑न्त्या॒जयः॑ तवा॒यं विश्वः॑ पुरुहूत॒ पार्थि॑वोऽव॒स्युर्नाम॑ भिक्षते
"Thou art renowned as giving wealth to every one in all the battles that are fought. Craving protection, all these people of the earth, O Much-invoked, implore thy name."
यदि॑न्द्र॒ याव॑त॒स्त्वमे॒ताव॑द॒हमीशी॑य स्तो॒तार॒मिद्दि॑धिषेय रदावसो॒ न पा॑प॒त्वाय॑ रासीय
"If I, O Indra, were the Lord of riches ample as thine own, I should support the singer, God. who givest wealth! and not abandon him to woe."
शिक्षे॑य॒मिन्म॑हय॒ते दि॒वेदि॑वे रा॒य आ कु॑हचि॒द्विदे॑ न॒हि त्वद॒न्यन्म॑घवन्न॒ आप्यं॒ वस्यो॒ अस्ति॑ पि॒ता च॒न
"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."
त॒रणि॒रित्सि॑षासति॒ वाजं॒ पुरं॑ध्या यु॒जा आ व॒ इन्द्रं॑ पुरुहू॒तं न॑मे गि॒रा ने॒मिं तष्टे॑व सु॒द्र्व॑म्
"With Plenty for his true ally the active man will gain the spoil. Your Indra, Much-invoked, I bend with song, as bends a wright his wheel of solid wood."
न दु॑ष्टु॒ती मर्त्यो॑ विन्दते॒ वसु॒ न स्रेध॑न्तं र॒यिर्न॑शत् सु॒शक्ति॒रिन्म॑घव॒न्तुभ्यं॒ माव॑ते दे॒ष्णं यत्पार्ये॑ दि॒वि
"A moral wins no riches by unworthy praise: wealth comes not to the niggard churl. Light is the task to give, O Maghavan, to one like me on the decisive day."
अ॒भि त्वा॑ शूर नोनु॒मोऽदु॑ग्धा इव धे॒नवः॑ ईशा॑नम॒स्य जग॑तः स्व॒र्दृश॒मीशा॑नमिन्द्र त॒स्थुषः॑
"Like kine unmilked we call aloud, Hero, to thee, and sing thy praise, Looker on heavenly light, Lord of this moving world, Lord, Indra, of what moveth not."
न त्वावाँ॑ अ॒न्यो दि॒व्यो न पार्थि॑वो॒ न जा॒तो न ज॑निष्यते अ॒श्वा॒यन्तो॑ मघवन्निन्द्र वा॒जिनो॑ ग॒व्यन्त॑स्त्वा हवामहे
"None other like to thee, of earth or of the heavens, hath been or ever will be born. Desiring horses, Indra Maghavan! and kine, as men of might we call on thee."
अ॒भी ष॒तस्तदा भ॒रेन्द्र॒ ज्यायः॒ कनी॑यसः पु॒रू॒वसु॒र्हि म॑घवन्त्स॒नादसि॒ भरे॑भरे च॒ हव्यः॑
"Bring, Indra, the Victorious Ones; bring, elder thou, the younger host. For, Maghavan, thou art rich in treasures from of old, and must be called in every fight."
परा॑ णुदस्व मघवन्न॒मित्रा॑न्त्सु॒वेदा॑ नो॒ वसू॑ कृधि अ॒स्माकं॑ बोध्यवि॒ता म॑हाध॒ने भवा॑ वृ॒धः सखी॑नाम्
"Drive thou away our enemies, O Maghavan: make riches easy to be won. Be thou our good Protector in the strife for spoil: Cherisher of our friends be thou."
इन्द्र॒ क्रतुं॑ न॒ आ भ॑र पि॒ता पु॒त्रेभ्यो॒ यथा॑ शिक्षा॑ णो अ॒स्मिन्पु॑रुहूत॒ याम॑नि जी॒वा ज्योति॑रशीमहि
"O Indra, give us wisdom as a sire gives wisdom to his sons. Guide us, O Much-invoked, in this our way may we still live and look upon the light."
मा नो॒ अज्ञा॑ता वृ॒जना॑ दुरा॒ध्यो॒३॒॑ माशि॑वासो॒ अव॑ क्रमुः त्वया॑ व॒यं प्र॒वतः॒ शश्व॑तीर॒पोऽति॑ शूर तरामसि
"Grant that no mighty foes, unknown, malevolent, unhallowed, tread us to the ground. With thine assistance, Hero, may we ass through all the waters that are rul`ng down."