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1. THIS hymn will I make for the Marut host
who bright in native splendour cast the mountains down.
Sing the great strength of those illustrious in renown, who
stay the heat, who sacrifice on heights of heaven.
2 O Maruts, rich in water, strengtheners of
life are your strong bands with harnessed steeds, that wander far.
Trita roars out at him who aims the lightning-flash. The
waters sweeping round are thundering on their way.
3 They gleam with lightning, Heroes,
Casters of the Stone, wind-rapid Maruts, overthrowers of the bills,
Oft through desire to rain coming with storm of hail,
roaring in onset, violent and exceeding strong.
4 When, mighty Rudras, through the nights
and through the days, when through the sky and realms of air, shakers of all,
When over the broad fields ye drive along like ships, e'en
to strongholds ye come, Maruts, but are not harmed.
5 Maruts, this hero strength and majesty of
yours hath, like the Sun, extended o'er a lengthened way,
When in your course like deer with splendour unsubdued ye
bowed the hill that gives imperishable rain.
6 Bright shone your host, ye Sages, Maruts,
when ye smote the waving tree as when the worm consumeth it.
Accordant, as the eye guides him who walks, have ye led our
devotion onward by an easy path.
7 Never is he, O Maruts, slain or overcome,
never doth he decay ne'er is distressed or harmed;
His treasures, his resources, never waste away, whom.
whether he be prince or Rsi, ye direct.
8 With harnessed team like heroes
overcoming troops, the friendly Maruts, laden with their water-casks,
Let the spring flow, and when impetuous' they roar they
inundate the earth with floods of pleasant meath.
9 Free for the Maruts is the earth with
sloping ways, free for the rushing Ones is heaven with steep descents.
The paths of air's mid-region are precipitous, precipitous
the mountains with their running streams.
10 When, as the Sun hath risen up, ye take
delight, O bounteous radiant Maruts, Heroes of the sky,
Your coursers weary not when speeding on.their way, and
rapidly ye reach the end of this your path.
11 Lances are on your shoulders, anklets on
your feet, gold chains are on your breasts, gems, Maruts, on your car.
Lightnings aglow with flame are flashing in your hands, and
visors wroughtof gold are laid upon your heads.
12 Maruts, in eager stir ye shake the vault
of heaven, splendid beyond conception, for its shining fruit.
They gathered when they let their deeds of might flash
forth. The Pious Ones send forth a far-resounding shout.
13 Sage Maruts, may we be the drivers of
the car of riches ful I of life that have been given by you.
O Maruts, let that wealth in thousands dwell with us which
never vanishes like Tisya from the sky.
14 Maruts, ye further wealth with longedfor
heroes, further the Rsi skilled in chanted verses.
Ye give the Bharata as his strength, a charger, and ye
bestow a king who quickly listens.
15 Of you, most swift to succour! I solicit
wealth wherewith we may spread forth mid men like as the Sun.
Accept, O Maruts, graciously this hymn of mine that we may
live a hundred winters through its power.
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