Friday, May 27, 2011

विष्णो

परो मात्रया तन्व्र वर्धान न ते महित्वम अन्व अश्नुवन्ति |
उभे ते विद्म रजसी पर्थिव्या विष्णो देव तवम परमस्य वित्से ||
न ते विष्णो जायमानो न जातो देव महिम्नः परम अन्तम आप |
उद अस्तभ्ना नाकम रष्वम बर्हन्तं दाधर्थ पराचीं ककुभम पर्थिव्याः ||
इरावती धेनुमती हि भूतं सूयवसिनी मनुषे दशस्या |
वय अस्तभ्ना रोदसी विष्णव एते दाधर्थ पर्थिवीम अभितो मयूखैः ||
उरुं यज्ञाय चक्रथुर उलोकं जनयन्ता सूर्यम उषासम अग्निम |
दासस्य चिद वर्षशिप्रस्य माया जघ्नथुर नरा पर्तनाज्येषु ||
इन्द्राविष्णू दरंहिताः शम्बरस्य नव पुरो नवतिं च शनथिष्टम |
शतं वर्चिनः सहस्रं च साकं हथो अप्रत्य असुरस्य वीरान ||
इयम मनीषा बर्हती बर्हन्तोरुक्रमा तवसा वर्धयन्ती |
ररे वां सतोमं विदथेषु विष्णो पिन्वतम इषो वर्जनेष्व इन्द्र ||
वषट ते विष्णव आस आ कर्णोमि तन मे जुषस्व शिपिविष्ट हव्यम |
वर्धन्तु तवा सुष्टुतयो गिरो मे यूयम पात सवस्तिभिः सदा नः ||
नू मर्तो दयते सनिष्यन यो विष्णव उरुगायाय दाशत |
पर यः सत्राचा मनसा यजात एतावन्तं नर्यम आविवासात ||
तवं विष्णो सुमतिं विश्वजन्याम अप्रयुताम एवयावो मतिं दाः |
पर्चो यथा नः सुवितस्य भूरेर अश्वावतः पुरुश्चन्द्रस्य रायः ||
तरिर देवः पर्थिवीम एष एतां वि चक्रमे शतर्चसम महित्वा |
पर विष्णुर अस्तु तवसस तवीयान तवेषं हय अस्य सथविरस्य नाम ||
वि चक्रमे पर्थिवीम एष एतां कषेत्राय विष्णुर मनुषे दशस्यन |
धरुवासो अस्य कीरयो जनास उरुक्षितिं सुजनिमा चकार ||
पर तत ते अद्य शिपिविष्ट नामार्यः शंसामि वयुनानि विद्वान |
तं तवा गर्णामि तवसम अतव्यान कषयन्तम अस्य रजसः पराके ||
किम इत ते विष्णो परिचक्ष्यम भूत पर यद ववक्षे शिपिविष्टो अस्मि |
मा वर्पो अस्मद अप गूह एतद यद अन्यरूपः समिथे बभूथ ||
वषट ते विष्णव आस आ कर्णोमि तन मे जुषस्व शिपिविष्ट हव्यम |
वर्धन्तु तवा सुष्टुतयो गिरो मे यूयम पात सवस्तिभिः सदा नः ||
. MEN come not nigh thy majesty who growest beyond all bound and measure with thy body.
Both thy two regions of the earth, O Viṣṇu, we know: thou God, knowest the highest also.
2 None who is born or being born, God Viṣṇu, hath reached the utmost limit of thy grandeur.
The vast high vault of heaven hast thou supported, and fixed earth's eastern pinnacle securely.
3 Rich in sweet food be ye, and rich in milch-kine, with fertile pastures, fain to do men service.
Both these worlds, Viṣṇu, hast thou stayed asunder, and firmly fixed the earth with pegs around it.
4 Ye have made spacious room for sacrificing by generating Sūrya, Dawn, and Agni.
O Heroes, ye have conquered in your battles even the bull-jawed Dāsa's wiles and magic.
5 Ye have destroyed, thou, Indra, and thou Viṣṇu, Śambara's nine-and-ninety fenced castles.
Ye Twain smote down a hundred times a thousand resistless heroes of the royal Varcin.
6 This is the lofty hymn of praise, exalting the Lords of Mighty Stride, the strong and lofty.
I laud you in the solemn synods, Viṣṇu: pour ye food on us in our camps, O Indra.
7 O Viṣṇu, unto thee my lips cry Vaṣaṭ! Let this mine offering, Sipivista, please thee.
May these my songs of eulogy exalt thee. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.
8 NE’ER doth the man repent, who, seeking profit, bringeth his gift to the far-striding Viṣṇu.
He who adoreth him with all his spirit winneth himself so great a benefactor.
9 Thou, Viṣṇu, constant in thy courses, gavest good-will to all men, and a hymn that lasteth,
That thou mightst move us to abundant comfort of very splendid wealth with store of horses.
10 Three times strode forth this God in all his grandeur over this earth bright with a hundred splendours.
Foremost be Viṣṇu, stronger than the strongest: for glorious is his name who lives for ever.
11 Over this earth with mighty step strode Viṣṇu, ready to give it for a home to Manu.
In him the humble people trust for safety: he, nobly born, hath made them spacious dwellings.
12 To-day I laud this name, O gipivista, I, skilled in rules, the name of thee the Noble.
Yea, I the poor and weak praise thee the Mighty who dwellest in the realm beyond this region.
13 What was there to be blamed in thee, O Viṣṇu, when thou declaredst, I am Sipivista?
Hide not this form from us, nor keep it secret, since thou didst wear another shape in battle.
14 O Viṣṇu, unto thee my lips cry Vaṣaṭ! Let this mine offering, Sipivista, please thee.
May these my songs of eulogy exalt thee. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.

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