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    Stanza 5.83.1

    अच्छा॑ वद त॒वसं॑ गी॒र्भिरा॒भिः स्तु॒हि प॒र्जन्यं॒ नम॒सा वि॑वास | कनि॑क्रदद्वृष॒भो जी॒रदा॑नू॒ रेतो॑ दधा॒त्योष॑धीषु॒ गर्भ॑म् ||

    áchā vada tavásaṁ gīrbhír ābhí stuhí parjányaṁ námasā́ vivāsa kánikradad vr̥ṣabhó jīrádānū réto dadhāty óṣadhīṣu gárbham

    Sing well with these hymns; praise the mighty Parjanya with reverence. He, the roaring bull, quick to bestow gifts, places the seed within the plants to grow.

    Stanza 5.83.2

    वि वृ॒क्षान्ह॑न्त्यु॒त ह॑न्ति र॒क्षसो॒ विश्वं॑ बिभाय॒ भुव॑नं म॒हाव॑धात् | उ॒ताना॑गा ईषते॒ वृष्ण्या॑वतो॒ यत्प॒र्जन्यः॑ स्त॒नय॒न्हन्ति॑ दु॒ष्कृतः॑ ||

    ví vr̥kṣā́n hanty utá hanti rakṣáso víśvam bibhāya bhúvanam mahā́vadhāt utā́nāgā īṣate vŕ̥ṣṇyāvato yát parjánya stanáyan hánti duṣkŕ̥taḥ

    He smashes the trees and destroys the demons; the entire world trembles at his great weapon. Even the innocent flee from the powerful one, when Parjanya, thundering, strikes the wicked.

    Stanza 5.83.3

    र॒थीव॒ कश॒याश्वाँ॑ अभिक्षि॒पन्ना॒विर्दू॒तान्कृ॑णुते व॒र्ष्याँ॒३॒॑ अह॑ | दू॒रात्सिं॒हस्य॑ स्त॒नथा॒ उदी॑रते॒ यत्प॒र्जन्यः॑ कृणु॒ते व॒र्ष्यं१॒॑ नभः॑ ||

    rathī́va káśayā́śvām̐ abhikṣipánn āvír dūtā́n kr̥ṇute varṣyāā̀m̐ áha dūrā́t siṁhásya stanáthā úd īrate yát parjányaḥ kr̥ṇuté varṣyàṁ nábhaḥ

    Like a charioteer whipping his horses, he makes the rain-messengers appear. From afar, the roar sounds like a lion's, when Parjanya creates the rain-cloud in the sky.

    Stanza 5.83.4

    प्र वाता॒ वान्ति॑ प॒तय॑न्ति वि॒द्युत॒ उदोष॑धी॒र्जिह॑ते॒ पिन्व॑ते॒ स्वः॑ | इरा॒ विश्व॑स्मै॒ भुव॑नाय जायते॒ यत्प॒र्जन्यः॑ पृथि॒वीं रेत॒साव॑ति ||

    prá vā́tā vā́nti patáyanti vidyúta úd óṣadhīr jíhate pínvate svàḥ írā víśvasmai bhúvanāya jāyate yát parjányaḥ pr̥thivī́ṁ rétasā́vati

    Winds blow, lightning flashes down; plants sprout up, light flows abundantly. Food arises for all the world, when Parjanya waters the earth with his seed.

    Stanza 5.83.5

    यस्य॑ व्र॒ते पृ॑थि॒वी नन्न॑मीति॒ यस्य॑ व्र॒ते श॒फव॒ज्जर्भु॑रीति | यस्य॑ व्र॒त ओष॑धीर्वि॒श्वरू॑पाः॒ स नः॑ पर्जन्य॒ महि॒ शर्म॑ यच्छ ||

    yásya vraté pr̥thivī́ nánnamīti yásya vraté śaphávaj járbhurīti yásya vratá óṣadhīr viśvárūpāḥ sá naḥ parjanya máhi śárma yacha

    Because the earth bows at your command, and hooved animals tremble at your command, and plants take all forms at your command, O Parjanya, grant us great protection.

    Stanza 5.83.6

    दि॒वो नो॑ वृ॒ष्टिं म॑रुतो ररीध्वं॒ प्र पि॑न्वत॒ वृष्णो॒ अश्व॑स्य॒ धाराः॑ | अ॒र्वाङे॒तेन॑ स्तनयि॒त्नुनेह्य॒पो नि॑षि॒ञ्चन्नसु॑रः पि॒ता नः॑ ||

    divó no vr̥ṣṭím maruto rarīdhvam prá pinvata vŕ̥ṣṇo áśvasya dhā́rāḥ arvā́ṅ eténa stanayitnúnéhy apó niṣiñcánn ásuraḥ pitā́ naḥ

    O Maruts, grant us the rain from heaven; pour forth the abundant streams of the strong steed. Come hither with this thunder, O our heavenly father, and pour down the waters.

    Stanza 5.83.7

    अ॒भि क्र॑न्द स्त॒नय॒ गर्भ॒मा धा॑ उद॒न्वता॒ परि॑ दीया॒ रथे॑न | दृतिं॒ सु क॑र्ष॒ विषि॑तं॒ न्य॑ञ्चं स॒मा भ॑वन्तू॒द्वतो॑ निपा॒दाः ||

    abhí kranda stanáya gárbham ā́ dhā udanvátā pári dīyā ráthena dŕ̥tiṁ sú karṣa víṣitaṁ nyàñcaṁ samā́ bhavantūdváto nipādā́ḥ

    Roar and thunder, and deposit the germ of life! Circle around us with your water-filled chariot. Draw down your opened water-skin well, and make the heights and low places level with the waters.

    Stanza 5.83.8

    म॒हान्तं॒ कोश॒मुद॑चा॒ नि षि॑ञ्च॒ स्यन्द॑न्तां कु॒ल्या विषि॑ताः पु॒रस्ता॑त् | घृ॒तेन॒ द्यावा॑पृथि॒वी व्यु॑न्धि सुप्रपा॒णं भ॑वत्व॒घ्न्याभ्यः॑ ||

    mahā́ntaṁ kóśam úd acā ní ṣiñca syándantāṁ kulyā́ víṣitāḥ purástāt ghr̥téna dyā́vāpr̥thivī́ vy ùndhi suprapāṇám bhavatv aghnyā́bhyaḥ

    Draw up the great vessel and pour down the water; let the released streams flow forward. Thoroughly moisten heaven and earth with fatness; let there be easy drinking for the cows.

    Stanza 5.83.9

    यत्प॑र्जन्य॒ कनि॑क्रदत्स्त॒नय॒न्हंसि॑ दु॒ष्कृतः॑ | प्रती॒दं विश्वं॑ मोदते॒ यत्किं च॑ पृथि॒व्यामधि॑ ||

    yát parjanya kánikradat stanáyan háṁsi duṣkŕ̥taḥ prátīdáṁ víśvam modate yát kíṁ ca pr̥thivyā́m ádhi

    When you, O Parjanya, roar and strike down the wicked with thunder, then this whole universe rejoices, and everything on the earth.

    Stanza 5.83.10

    अव॑र्षीर्व॒र्षमुदु॒ षू गृ॑भा॒याक॒र्धन्वा॒न्यत्ये॑त॒वा उ॑ | अजी॑जन॒ ओष॑धी॒र्भोज॑नाय॒ कमु॒त प्र॒जाभ्यो॑ऽविदो मनी॒षाम् ||

    ávarṣīr varṣám úd u ṣū́ gr̥bhāyā́kar dhánvāny átyetavā́ u ájījana óṣadhīr bhójanāya kám utá prajā́bhyo 'vido manīṣā́m

    You have poured down the rain; now hold it back. You have made the impassable places traversable. You have caused plants to grow for food, and won the approval of creatures. So now, stop.

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