RV 9.57

Ralph T. H. Griffith, 1896 · 4 verses · Read at the source

9.57.1THY streams that never fail or waste flow forth like showers of rain from heaven, To bring a thousand stores of strength.

9.57.2He flows beholding on his way all well beloved sacred lore, Green-tinted, brandishing his, arms.

9.57.3He, when the people deck him like a docile king of elephants. Sits as a falcon in the, wood.

9.57.4So bring thou hitherward to us, Indu, while thou art purified, All treasures both of heaven and earth.