DharmaPragya
Mandala 7, Hymn 95
Containing 6 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
Mandala 7, Hymn 95, Verse 1
Verse 1 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
प्र क्षोद॑सा॒ धाय॑सा सस्र ए॒षा सर॑स्वती ध॒रुण॒माय॑सी॒ पूः प्र॒बाब॑धाना र॒थ्ये॑व याति॒ विश्वा॑ अ॒पो म॑हि॒ना सिन्धु॑र॒न्याः
"THIS stream Sarasvatî with fostering current comes forth, our sure defence, our fort of iron. As on a car, the flood flows on, surpassing in majesty and might all other waters."
Mandala 7, Hymn 95, Verse 2
Verse 2 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
एका॑चेत॒त्सर॑स्वती न॒दीनां॒ शुचि॑र्य॒ती गि॒रिभ्य॒ आ स॑मु॒द्रात् रा॒यश्चेत॑न्ती॒ भुव॑नस्य॒ भूरे॑र्घृ॒तं पयो॑ दुदुहे॒ नाहु॑षाय
"Pure in her course from mountains to the ocean, alone of streams Sarasvatî hath listened. Thinking of wealth and the great world of creatures, she poured for Nahusha her milk and fatness."
Mandala 7, Hymn 95, Verse 3
Verse 3 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
स वा॑वृधे॒ नर्यो॒ योष॑णासु॒ वृषा॒ शिशु॑र्वृष॒भो य॒ज्ञिया॑सु स वा॒जिनं॑ म॒घव॑द्भ्यो दधाति॒ वि सा॒तये॑ त॒न्वं॑ मामृजीत
"Friendly to man he grew among the women, a strong young Steer amid the Holy Ladies. He gives the fleet steed to our wealthy princes, and decks their bodies for success in battle."
Mandala 7, Hymn 95, Verse 4
Verse 4 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
उ॒त स्या नः॒ सर॑स्वती जुषा॒णोप॑ श्रवत्सु॒भगा॑ य॒ज्णे अ॒स्मिन् मि॒तज्ञु॑भिर्नम॒स्यै॑रिया॒ना रा॒या यु॒जा चि॒दुत्त॑रा॒ सखि॑भ्यः
"May this Sarasvatî be pleased and listen at this our sacrifice, auspicious Lady, When we with reverence, on our knees, implore her close-knit to wealth, most kind to those she loveth."
Mandala 7, Hymn 95, Verse 5
Verse 5 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
इ॒मा जुह्वा॑ना यु॒ष्मदा नमो॑भिः॒ प्रति॒ स्तोमं॑ सरस्वति जुषस्व तव॒ शर्म॑न्प्रि॒यत॑मे॒ दधा॑ना॒ उप॑ स्थेयाम शर॒णं न वृ॒क्षम्
"These offerings have ye made with adoration: say this, Sarasvatî, and accept our praises; And, placing us under thy dear protection, may we approach thee, as a tree, for shelter."
Mandala 7, Hymn 95, Verse 6
Verse 6 of 6
SANSKRIT TEXT
अ॒यमु॑ ते सरस्वति॒ वसि॑ष्ठो॒ द्वारा॑वृ॒तस्य॑ सुभगे॒ व्या॑वः वर्ध॑ शुभ्रे स्तुव॒ते रा॑सि॒ वाजा॑न्यू॒यं पा॑त स्व॒स्तिभिः॒ सदा॑ नः
"For thee, O Blest Sarasvatî, Vasishṭha hath here unbarred the doors d sacred Order. Wax, Bright One, and give strength to him who lauds thee. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings."