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Post by Anne Terri on Oct 25, 2011 10:57:14 GMT 1
RIGVEDA - BOOK 8- HYMN LXIX. Indra
1. O Sarakratu! truely I have made none else my Comforter. Indra; be gracious unto us. 2 Thou who hast ever aided us kindly of old to win the spoil, As such, O Indra, favour us. 3 What now? As prompter of the poor thou helpest him who sheds the juice. Wilt thou not, Indra, strengthen us? 4 O Indra, help our chariot on, yea, Thunderer, though it lag behind: Give this my car the foremost place. 5 Ho there! why sittest thou at case? Make thou my chariot to be first And bring the fame of victory near. 6 Assist our car that seeks the prize. What can be easier for thee? So make thou us victorious. 7 Indra, be firm: a fort art thou. To thine appointed place proceeds The auspicious hymn in season due. 8 Let not our portion be disgrace. Broad is the course, the prize is set, The barriers are opened wide. 9 This thing we wish. that thou mayst take thy fourth, thy sacrificial name. So art thou held to be our Lord. 10 Ekadyu hath exalted you, Immortals: both Goddesses and Gods hath he delighted. Bestow upon him bounty meet for praises. May he, enriched with prayer, come soon and early.
Bibliography: Rigveda, translated by Ralph Thomas Hotchkin Griffith, (1896)
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