समीं पणेरजति भोजनं मुषे वि दाशुषे भजति सूनरं वसु । दुर्गे चन ध्रियते विश्व आ पुरु जनो यो अस्य तविषीमचुक्रुधत्
He moves together with the plunderer, seizing food; he distributes wealth to the worshipper, the good man. Nowhere, even in a stronghold, is it kept safe—the man who has provoked his might loses everything.
सं यज्जनौ सुधनौ विश्वशर्धसाववेदिन्द्रो मघवा गोषु शुभ्रिषु । युजं ह्यन्यमकृत प्रवेपन्युदीं गव्यं सृजते सत्वभिर्धुनिः
Indra, the generous one, knows both peoples, the wealthy and the renowned, among the shining cows. He made one yokemate tremble, and with his strength, the stream releases the cow's milk.
सहस्रसामाग्निवेशिं गृणीषे शत्रिमग्न उपमां केतुमर्यः । तस्मा आपः संयतः पीपयन्त तस्मिन्क्षत्रममवत्त्वेषमस्तु
You praise the one with a thousand songs, who has the fire's brightness, the enemy, the noble banner, the worthy sign. For him, the waters, restrained, flow forth; in him, may there be powerful, splendid sovereignty.
यस्ते साधिष्ठोऽवस इन्द्र क्रतुष्टमा भर । अस्मभ्यं चर्षणीसहं सस्निं वाजेषु दुष्टरम्
Indra, bring to us that most helpful, most powerful aid of yours, which is victorious in contests and unconquerable in battles, supporting people.
यदिन्द्र ते चतस्रो यच्छूर सन्ति तिस्रः । यद्वा पञ्च क्षितीनामवस्तत्सु न आ भर
O Indra, whether you have four, or three, or even five aids among the peoples, bring those to us, O hero.
आ तेऽवो वरेण्यं वृषन्तमस्य हूमहे । वृषजूतिर्हि जज्ञिष आभूभिरिन्द्र तुर्वणिः
We call upon your most excellent, most vigorous help; for you, Indra, are born with the strength of a bull, with mighty powers.
वृषा ह्यसि राधसे जज्ञिषे वृष्णि ते शवः । स्वक्षत्रं ते धृषन्मनः सत्राहमिन्द्र पौंस्यम्
Truly, you are a bull for giving; you are born a bull, your force is that of a bull. Your own power, your bold mind, O Indra, is steadfast manliness.
त्वं तमिन्द्र मर्त्यममित्रयन्तमद्रिवः । सर्वरथा शतक्रतो नि याहि शवसस्पते
You, Indra, breaker of obstacles, subdue that mortal who acts as an enemy. O lord of strength, O hundred-powered, go forth with all your chariots.
त्वामिद्वृत्रहन्तम जनासो वृक्तबर्हिषः । उग्रं पूर्वीषु पूर्व्यं हवन्ते वाजसातये
You, slayer of Vṛtra, are invoked by people who spread the sacred grass, fierce and ancient among the ancients, for the gaining of prize.
अस्माकमिन्द्र दुष्टरं पुरोयावानमाजिषु । सयावानं धनेधने वाजयन्तमवा रथम्
Indra, make our chariot, which is hard to overcome and leads the way in battles, victorious in contests and wealth, always triumphant.
अस्माकमिन्द्रेहि नो रथमवा पुरंध्या । वयं शविष्ठ वार्यं दिवि श्रवो दधीमहि दिवि स्तोमं मनामहे
Come to us, Indra, protect our chariot, O Purandhi. May we, most mighty, obtain glory in heaven, and in heaven may we offer our praise.
स आ गमदिन्द्रो यो वसूनां चिकेतद्दातुं दामनो रयीणाम् । धन्वचरो न वंसगस्तृषाणश्चकमानः पिबतु दुग्धमंशुम्
Let that Indra come here, who understands the wealth of treasures, who gives riches, who, like a thirsty wanderer in the desert, longs to drink the sweet, pressed Soma.
आ ते हनू हरिवः शूर शिप्रे रुहत्सोमो न पर्वतस्य पृष्ठे । अनु त्वा राजन्नर्वतो न हिन्वन्गीर्भिर्मदेम पुरुहूत विश्वे
To you, O strong one, O hero, O Hariva, let the Soma rise, like a mountain's summit. Following you, O king, as swift ones follow, may we rejoice with songs, O much-invoked one.
चक्रं न वृत्तं पुरुहूत वेपते मनो भिया मे अमतेरिदद्रिवः । रथादधि त्वा जरिता सदावृध कुविन्नु स्तोषन्मघवन्पुरूवसुः
Like a spinning wheel, O much-invoked one, my mind trembles with fear, O breaker of obstacles, at the thought of your might. The singer, always growing, places you on the chariot; may the generous one, rich in gifts, praise you.
एष ग्रावेव जरिता त इन्द्रेयर्ति वाचं बृहदाशुषाणः । प्र सव्येन मघवन्यंसि रायः प्र दक्षिणिद्धरिवो मा वि वेनः
This singer, like a stone, stirs up a great voice for you, Indra, eager for the pressed Soma. O generous one, with your left hand send forth gifts; with your right, O Hariva, do not withhold them.
वृषा त्वा वृषणं वर्धतु द्यौर्वृषा वृषभ्यां वहसे हरिभ्याम् । स नो वृषा वृषरथः सुशिप्र वृषक्रतो वृषा वज्रिन्भरे धाः
Let the sky increase you, the bull, O bull among bulls; you carry with the two bay steeds. So may you, O bull, O Indra of the strong chariot, O well-cheeked, O mighty, O thunderer, grant us wealth.
यो रोहितौ वाजिनौ वाजिनीवान्त्रिभिः शतैः सचमानावदिष्ट । यूने समस्मै क्षितयो नमन्तां श्रुतरथाय मरुतो दुवोया
He who, with three hundred companions, harnesses the two red, swift horses—let the young ones bow to him; may the Maruts, famed for their chariots, come together for him.
सं भानुना यतते सूर्यस्याजुह्वानो घृतपृष्ठः स्वञ्चाः । तस्मा अमृध्रा उषसो व्युच्छान्य इन्द्राय सुनवामेत्याह
He strives with the radiance of the sun, offering up, his back anointed with ghee, bending forward. For him, the undiminished dawns shine forth; let us press Soma for Indra, thus he says.
समिद्धाग्निर्वनवत्स्तीर्णबर्हिर्युक्तग्रावा सुतसोमो जराते । ग्रावाणो यस्येषिरं वदन्त्ययदध्वर्युर्हविषाव सिन्धुम्
The kindled fire is pleasing, the sacred grass is spread, the stones are prepared, and the Soma is pressed; the stones speak to him, and the priest, with the offering, approaches the stream.
वधूरियं पतिमिच्छन्त्येति य ईं वहाते महिषीमिषिराम् । आस्य श्रवस्याद्रथ आ च घोषात्पुरू सहस्रा परि वर्तयाते
The bride approaches, desiring her husband, and the queen brings forth the sacred utterance; from the sound of the chariot, many thousands turn about in praise.
न स राजा व्यथते यस्मिन्निन्द्रस्तीव्रं सोमं पिबति गोसखायम् । आ सत्वनैरजति हन्ति वृत्रं क्षेति क्षितीः सुभगो नाम पुष्यन्
That king is not shaken, in whom Indra, friend of the cows, drinks the strong Soma; with his companions he advances, he slays the serpent, he rules the people, fortunate and bearing a noble name.
पुष्यात्क्षेमे अभि योगे भवात्युभे वृतौ संयती सं जयाति । प्रियः सूर्ये प्रियो अग्ना भवाति य इन्द्राय सुतसोमो ददाशत्
He prospers in safety and in battle, conquering both in contest and in war; beloved by the Sun, beloved by Agni, is he who offers the pressed Soma to Indra.
उरोष्ट इन्द्र राधसो विभ्वी रातिः शतक्रतो । अधा नो विश्वचर्षणे द्युम्ना सुक्षत्र मंहय
Wide-mouthed, Indra, giver of wealth, bestower of gifts, O hundred-powered, grant us, for all people, glory, noble rule, and greatness.
यदीमिन्द्र श्रवाय्यमिषं शविष्ठ दधिषे । पप्रथे दीर्घश्रुत्तमं हिरण्यवर्ण दुष्टरम्
When, Indra, you, most mighty, have established fame and nourishment, you have spread far the long-heard, golden, unconquerable glory.
शुष्मासो ये ते अद्रिवो मेहना केतसापः । उभा देवावभिष्टये दिवश्च ग्मश्च राजथः
Those powers of yours, O stone-armed, are strong through wisdom and insight; you two gods rule for blessing, both in heaven and on earth.
उतो नो अस्य कस्य चिद्दक्षस्य तव वृत्रहन् । अस्मभ्यं नृम्णमा भरास्मभ्यं नृमणस्यसे
And now, O slayer of Vṛtra, of whatever skill you possess, grant us heroism, grant us the strength of heroes.
नू त आभिरभिष्टिभिस्तव शर्मञ्छतक्रतो । इन्द्र स्याम सुगोपाः शूर स्याम सुगोपाः
Now, with these blessings, O hundred-powered, grant us your protection; Indra, may we be well-guarded, hero, may we be well-guarded.
यदिन्द्र चित्र मेहनास्ति त्वादातमद्रिवः । राधस्तन्नो विदद्वस उभयाहस्त्या भर
Whatever splendid power, Indra, is yours, O stone-armed, bestowed by you, grant us that wealth, bring us both kinds of riches.
यन्मन्यसे वरेण्यमिन्द्र द्युक्षं तदा भर । विद्याम तस्य ते वयमकूपारस्य दावने
Whatever you consider most excellent, Indra, bring us that heavenly gift; may we know your favor, O generous one, for our burning need.
यत्ते दित्सु प्रराध्यं मनो अस्ति श्रुतं बृहत् । तेन दृळ्हा चिदद्रिव आ वाजं दर्षि सातये
That resolute mind of yours, eager to give, renowned and great, with it, O stone-armed, you even overcome the strong, you bring us the prize for attainment.