RV 10.137

Ralph T. H. Griffith, 1896 · 7 verses · Read at the source

10.137.1YE Gods, raise up once more the man whom ye have humbled and brought low. O Gods, restore to life again the man who hath committed sin.

10.137.2Two several winds are blowing here, from Sindhu, from a distant land. May one breathe energy to thee, the other blow disease away.

10.137.3Hither, O Wind, blow healing balm, blow all disease away, thou Wind; For thou who hast all medicine comest as envoy of the Gods.

10.137.4I am come nigh to thee with balms to give thee rest and keep thee safe. I bring thee blessed strength, I drive thy weakening malady away.

10.137.5Here let the Gods deliver him, the Maruts' band deliver him: All things that be deliver him that he be freed from his disease.

10.137.6The Waters have their healing power, the Waters drive disease away. The Waters have a balm for all: let them make medicine for thee.

10.137.7The tongue that leads the voice precedes. Then with our ten-fold branching hands, With these two chasers of disease we stroke thee with a gentle touch.