Rig Veda
pra śyāvāśva dhṛṣṇuyārcā marudbhir ṛkvabhiḥ ye adrogham anuṣvadhaṃ śravo madanti yajñiyāḥ
Sing boldly forth, Syavasva, with the Maruts who are loud in song, Who, holy, as their wont is, joy in glory that is free from guile.
te hi sthirasya śavasaḥ sakhāyaḥ santi dhṛṣṇuyā te yāmann ā dhṛṣadvinas tmanā pānti śaśvataḥ
For in their boldness they are friends of firm and sure heroic strength. They in their course, bold-spirited, guard all men of their own accord.
te syandrāso nokṣaṇo 'ti ṣkandanti śarvarīḥ marutām adhā maho divi kṣamā ca manmahe
Like steers in rapid motion they advance and overtake the nights; And thus the Maruts' power in heaven and on the earth we celebrate.
marutsu vo dadhīmahi stomaṃ yajñaṃ ca dhṛṣṇuyā viśve ye mānuṣā yugā pānti martyaṃ riṣaḥ
With boldness to your Maruts let us offer laud and sacrifice: Who all, through ages of mankind, guard mortal man from injury.
arhanto ye sudānavo naro asāmiśavasaḥ pra yajñaṃ yajñiyebhyo divo arcā marudbhyaḥ
Praiseworthy, givers of good gifts, Heroes with full and perfect strength - To Maruts, Holy Ones of heaven, will I extol the sacrifice.
ā rukmair ā yudhā nara ṛṣvā ṛṣṭīr asṛkṣata anv enāṁ aha vidyuto maruto jajjhatīr iva bhānur arta tmanā divaḥ
The lofty Heroes cast their spears and weapons bright with gleaming gold. After these Maruts followed close, like laughing lightning from the sky, a splendour of its own accord.
ye vāvṛdhanta pārthivā ya urāv antarikṣa ā vṛjane vā nadīnāṃ sadhasthe vā maho divaḥ
They who waxed mighty, of the earth, they who are in the wide mid-air, Or in the rivers' compass, or in the abode of ample heaven.
śardho mārutam uc chaṃsa satyaśavasam ṛbhvasam uta sma te śubhe naraḥ pra syandrā yujata tmanā
Praise thou the Maruts' company, the valorous and truly strong, The Heroes, hasting, by themselves have yoked their deer for victory.
uta sma te paruṣṇyām ūrṇā vasata śundhyavaḥ uta pavyā rathānām adrim bhindanty ojasā
Fair-gleaming, on Parushni they have clothed themselves in robes of wool, And with their chariot tires they cleave the rock asunder in their might.
āpathayo vipathayo 'ntaspathā anupathāḥ etebhir mahyaṃ nāmabhir yajñaṃ viṣṭāra ohate
Whether as wanderers from the way or speeders on or to the path, Under these names the spreading band tend well the sacrifice for me.
adhā naro ny ohate 'dhā niyuta ohate adhā pārāvatā iti citrā rūpāṇi darśyā
To this the Heroes well attend, well do their teams attend to this. Visible are their varied forms. Behold, they are Paravatas.
chandastubhaḥ kubhanyava utsam ā kīriṇo nṛtuḥ te me kecin na tāyava ūmā āsan dṛśi tviṣe
Hymn-singing, seeking water, they, praising, have danced about the spring. What are they unto me? No thieves, but helpers, splendid to behold.
ya ṛṣvā ṛṣṭividyutaḥ kavayaḥ santi vedhasaḥ tam ṛṣe mārutaṃ gaṇaṃ namasyā ramayā girā
Sublime, with lightnings for their spears, Sages and Orderers are they. Rishi, adore that Marut host, and make them happy with thy song.
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Rishi, invite the Marut band with offerings, as a maid her friend. From heaven, too, Bold Ones, in your might haste hither glorified with songs.
nū manvāna eṣāṃ devāṁ acchā na vakṣaṇā dānā saceta sūribhir yāmaśrutebhir añjibhiḥ
Thinking of these now let him come, as with the escort of the Gods, And with the splendid Princes, famed for rapid courses, to the gifts.
pra ye me bandhveṣe gāṃ vocanta sūrayaḥ pṛśniṃ vocanta mātaram adhā pitaram iṣmiṇaṃ rudraṃ vocanta śikvasaḥ
Princes, who, when I asked their kin, named Prisni as their Mother-cow, And the impetuous Rudra they, the Mighty Ones, declared their Sire.
sapta me sapta śākina ekam ekā śatā daduḥ yamunāyām adhi śrutam ud rādho gavyam mṛje ni rādho aśvyam mṛje
The mighty ones, the seven times seven, have singly given me hundred gifts. I have obtained on Yamuna famed wealth in kine and wealth in steeds.