Rig Veda
ā rudrāsa indravantaḥ sajoṣaso hiraṇyarathāḥ suvitāya gantana iyaṃ vo asmat prati haryate matis tṛṣṇaje na diva utsā udanyave
Of one accord, with Indra, O ye Rudras, come borne on your golden car for our prosperity. An offering from us, this hymn is brought to you, as, unto one who thirsts for water, heavenly springs.
vāśīmanta ṛṣṭimanto manīṣiṇaḥ sudhanvāna iṣumanto niṣaṅgiṇaḥ svaśvā stha surathāḥ pṛśnimātaraḥ svāyudhā maruto yāthanā śubham
Armed with your daggers, full of wisdom, armed with spears, armed with your quivers, armed with arrows, with good bows, Good horses and good cars have ye, O Prisni's Sons: ye, Maruts, with good weapons go to victory.
dhūnutha dyām parvatān dāśuṣe vasu ni vo vanā jihate yāmano bhiyā kopayatha pṛthivīm pṛśnimātaraḥ śubhe yad ugrāḥ pṛṣatīr ayugdhvam
From hills and heaven ye shake wealth for the worshipper: in terror at your coming low the woods bow down. Ye make the earth to tremble, Sons of Prisni, when for victory ye have yoked, fierce Ones! your spotted deer.
vātatviṣo maruto varṣanirṇijo yamā iva susadṛśaḥ supeśasaḥ piśaṅgāśvā aruṇāśvā arepasaḥ pratvakṣaso mahinā dyaur ivoravaḥ
Bright with the blasts of wind, wrapped in their robes of rain, like twins of noble aspect and of lovely form, The Maruts, spotless, with steeds tawny hued and red, strong in their mightiness and spreading wide like heaven.
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Rich in adornment, rich in drops, munificent, bright in their aspect, yielding bounties that endure, Noble by birth, adorned with gold upon their breasts, the Singers of the sky have won immortal fame.
ṛṣṭayo vo maruto aṃsayor adhi saha ojo bāhvor vo balaṃ hitam nṛmṇā śīrṣasv āyudhā ratheṣu vo viśvā vaḥ śrīr adhi tanūṣu pipiśe
Borne on both shoulders, O ye Maruts, are your spears: within your arms is laid your energy and 3trength. Bold thoughts are in your heads, your weapons in your cars, all glorious majesty is moulded on your forms.
gomad aśvāvad rathavat suvīraṃ candravad rādho maruto dadā naḥ praśastiṃ naḥ kṛṇuta rudriyāso bhakṣīya vo 'vaso daivyasya
Vouchsafe to us, O Maruts, splendid bounty in cattle and in steeds, in cars and heroes. Children of Rudra, give us high distinction: may I enjoy your Godlike help and favour.
haye naro maruto mṛﾱatā nas tuvīmaghāso amṛtā ṛtajñāḥ satyaśrutaḥ kavayo yuvāno bṛhadgirayo bṛhad ukṣamāṇāḥ
Ho! Maruts, Heroes, skilled in Law, immortal, be gracious unto us, ye rich in treasures, Ye hearers of the truth, ye sage and youthful, grown mighty, dwelling on the lofty mountains.