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    Stanza 8.69.1

    प्रप्र॑ वस्त्रि॒ष्टुभ॒मिषं॑ म॒न्दद्वी॑रा॒येन्द॑वे | धि॒या वो॑ मे॒धसा॑तये॒ पुरं॒ध्या वि॑वासति ||

    prá-pra vas triṣṭúbham íṣam mandádvīrāyéndave dhiyā́ vo medhásātaye púraṁdhyā́ vivāsati

    We send forth for you, O listeners, the hymn for Indra, the giver of joy to heroes, that he may come to our feast with understanding and abundant offerings.

    Stanza 8.69.2

    न॒दं व॒ ओद॑तीनां न॒दं योयु॑वतीनाम् | पतिं॑ वो॒ अघ्न्या॑नां धेनू॒नामि॑षुध्यसि ||

    nadáṁ va ódatīnāṁ nadáṁ yóyuvatīnām pátiṁ vo ághnyānāṁ dhenūnā́m iṣudhyasi

    You desire the roaring of the cows, and the yearning for them. You are the lord of the un-killable cows, and you bestow your favor upon them.

    Stanza 8.69.3

    ता अ॑स्य॒ सूद॑दोहसः॒ सोमं॑ श्रीणन्ति॒ पृश्न॑यः | जन्म॑न्दे॒वानां॒ विश॑स्त्रि॒ष्वा रो॑च॒ने दि॒वः ||

    tā́ asya sū́dadohasaḥ sómaṁ śrīṇanti pŕ̥śnayaḥ jánman devā́nāṁ víśas triṣv ā́ rocané diváḥ

    These speckled, milk-filled cows are preparing Soma. They are the tribes born of the gods, in the three bright regions of the sky.

    Stanza 8.69.4

    अ॒भि प्र गोप॑तिं गि॒रेन्द्र॑मर्च॒ यथा॑ वि॒दे | सू॒नुं स॒त्यस्य॒ सत्प॑तिम् ||

    abhí prá gópatiṁ giréndram arca yáthā vidé sūnúṁ satyásya sátpatim

    Praise Indra, the guardian of the cows, with hymns. Praise him as the son of truth, the lord of the brave, whom you know.

    Stanza 8.69.5

    आ हर॑यः ससृज्रि॒रेऽरु॑षी॒रधि॑ ब॒र्हिषि॑ | यत्रा॒भि सं॒नवा॑महे ||

    ā́ hárayaḥ sasr̥jriré 'ruṣīr ádhi barhíṣi yátrābhí saṁnávāmahe

    His swift horses have been harnessed and are placed on the sacred grass. Where together we will invoke him.

    Stanza 8.69.6

    इन्द्रा॑य॒ गाव॑ आ॒शिरं॑ दुदु॒ह्रे व॒ज्रिणे॒ मधु॑ | यत्सी॑मुपह्व॒रे वि॒दत् ||

    índrāya gā́va āśíraṁ duduhré vajríṇe mádhu yát sīm upahvaré vidát

    The cows have given their rich offering to Indra, the thunderbolt wielder, the sweet draught, when he was found in his place.

    Stanza 8.69.7

    उद्यद्ब्र॒ध्नस्य॑ वि॒ष्टपं॑ गृ॒हमिन्द्र॑श्च॒ गन्व॑हि | मध्वः॑ पी॒त्वा स॑चेवहि॒ त्रिः स॒प्त सख्युः॑ प॒दे ||

    úd yád bradhnásya viṣṭápaṁ gr̥hám índraś ca gánvahi mádhvaḥ pītvā́ sacevahi tríḥ saptá sákhyuḥ padé

    May we ascend with Indra to the dwelling of the radiant one. Having drunk Soma, may we unite in the place of his companions, the thrice seven.

    Stanza 8.69.8

    अर्च॑त॒ प्रार्च॑त॒ प्रिय॑मेधासो॒ अर्च॑त | अर्च॑न्तु पुत्र॒का उ॒त पुरं॒ न धृ॒ष्ण्व॑र्चत ||

    árcata prā́rcata príyamedhāso árcata árcantu putrakā́ utá púraṁ ná dhr̥ṣṇv àrcata

    Sing, O Priyamedhas, sing! Sing, children! Sing praise like a strong fortress.

    Stanza 8.69.9

    अव॑ स्वराति॒ गर्ग॑रो गो॒धा परि॑ सनिष्वणत् | पिङ्गा॒ परि॑ चनिष्कद॒दिन्द्रा॑य॒ ब्रह्मोद्य॑तम् ||

    áva svarāti gárgaro godhā́ pári saniṣvaṇat píṅgā pári caniṣkadad índrāya bráhmódyatam

    Let the Gargara sound loudly, let the Godha sing, let the Pinga make a sharp sound. The hymn is prepared for Indra.

    Stanza 8.69.10

    आ यत्पत॑न्त्ये॒न्यः॑ सु॒दुघा॒ अन॑पस्फुरः | अ॒प॒स्फुरं॑ गृभायत॒ सोम॒मिन्द्रा॑य॒ पात॑वे ||

    ā́ yát pátanty enyàḥ sudúghā ánapasphuraḥ apasphúraṁ gr̥bhāyata sómam índrāya pā́tave

    When the swift, easy-milking cows arrive, quick to give, seize the Soma for Indra to drink.

    Stanza 8.69.11

    अपा॒दिन्द्रो॒ अपा॑द॒ग्निर्विश्वे॑ दे॒वा अ॑मत्सत | वरु॑ण॒ इदि॒ह क्ष॑य॒त्तमापो॑ अ॒भ्य॑नूषत व॒त्सं सं॒शिश्व॑रीरिव ||

    ápād índro ápād agnír víśve devā́ amatsata váruṇa íd ihá kṣayat tám ā́po abhy ànūṣata vatsáṁ saṁśíśvarīr iva

    Indra has drunk, Agni has drunk; all the gods have drunk and are pleased. Varuṇa resides here, to whom the waters flow like cows to their calves.

    Stanza 8.69.12

    सु॒दे॒वो अ॑सि वरुण॒ यस्य॑ ते स॒प्त सिन्ध॑वः | अ॒नु॒क्षर॑न्ति का॒कुदं॑ सू॒र्म्यं॑ सुषि॒रामि॑व ||

    sudevó asi varuṇa yásya te saptá síndhavaḥ anukṣáranti kākúdaṁ sūrmyàṁ suṣirā́m iva

    You are a glorious god, O Varuṇa, to whom the seven rivers flow. They flow into your throat like a hollow pipe.

    Stanza 8.69.13

    यो व्यतीँ॒रफा॑णय॒त्सुयु॑क्ताँ॒ उप॑ दा॒शुषे॑ | त॒क्वो ने॒ता तदिद्वपु॑रुप॒मा यो अमु॑च्यत ||

    yó vyátīm̐r áphāṇayat súyuktām̐ úpa dāśúṣe takvó netā́ tád íd vápur upamā́ yó ámucyata

    He who made the swift horses well-harnessed come forth to the worshipper, that swift leader, is that beautiful form who released the horses.

    Stanza 8.69.14

    अतीदु॑ श॒क्र ओ॑हत॒ इन्द्रो॒ विश्वा॒ अति॒ द्विषः॑ | भि॒नत्क॒नीन॑ ओद॒नं प॒च्यमा॑नं प॒रो गि॒रा ||

    átī́d u śakrá ohata índro víśvā áti dvíṣaḥ bhinát kanī́na odanám pacyámānam paró girā́

    Indra, the mighty one, overcomes all enemies. He, like a child, splits the cooked (cloud) with his voice.

    Stanza 8.69.15

    अ॒र्भ॒को न कु॑मार॒कोऽधि॑ तिष्ठ॒न्नवं॒ रथ॑म् | स प॑क्षन्महि॒षं मृ॒गं पि॒त्रे मा॒त्रे वि॑भु॒क्रतु॑म् ||

    arbhakó ná kumārakó 'dhi tiṣṭhan návaṁ rátham sá pakṣan mahiṣám mr̥gám pitré mātré vibhukrátum

    Like a small boy, he mounted the new chariot. He cooked the great wild buffalo for his father and mother.

    Stanza 8.69.16

    आ तू सु॑शिप्र दम्पते॒ रथं॑ तिष्ठा हिर॒ण्यय॑म् | अध॑ द्यु॒क्षं स॑चेवहि स॒हस्र॑पादमरु॒षं स्व॑स्ति॒गाम॑ने॒हस॑म् ||

    ā́ tū́ suśipra dampate ráthaṁ tiṣṭhā hiraṇyáyam ádha dyukṣáṁ sacevahi sahásrapādam aruṣáṁ svastigā́m anehásam

    Ascend, O Indra, lord of the home, with your fair helmet, your golden chariot. May we join you, the radiant, thousand-footed, red, well-being-bestowing one.

    Stanza 8.69.17

    तं घे॑मि॒त्था न॑म॒स्विन॒ उप॑ स्व॒राज॑मासते | अर्थं॑ चिदस्य॒ सुधि॑तं॒ यदेत॑व आव॒र्तय॑न्ति दा॒वने॑ ||

    táṁ ghem itthā́ namasvína úpa svarā́jam āsate árthaṁ cid asya súdhitaṁ yád étava āvartáyanti dāváne

    With reverence, they come to him as their sovereign lord. They strive to bring him near for his favor and gifts.

    Stanza 8.69.18

    अनु॑ प्र॒त्नस्यौक॑सः प्रि॒यमे॑धास एषाम् | पूर्वा॒मनु॒ प्रय॑तिं वृ॒क्तब॑र्हिषो हि॒तप्र॑यस आशत ||

    ánu pratnásyaúkasaḥ priyámedhāsa eṣām pū́rvām ánu práyatiṁ vr̥ktábarhiṣo hitáprayasa āśata

    The Priyamedhas follow the ancient ways, the previous practice, with prepared grass and offerings.

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