पिबा सुतस्य रसिनो मत्स्वा न इन्द्र गोमतः । आपिर्नो बोधि सधमाद्यो वृधेऽस्माँ अवन्तु ते धियः
Drink of the pressed, exhilarating Soma, delight in the cattle-rich offering, O Indra; be our ally, O companion at the feast, for our increase—may your thoughts protect us.
भूयाम ते सुमतौ वाजिनो वयं मा न स्तरभिमातये । अस्माञ्चित्राभिरवतादभिष्टिभिरा नः सुम्नेषु यामय
May we be in your good favor, O prize-giver; let us not fall before the hostile one; may you protect us with wondrous aids, lead us into your kindness.
इमा उ त्वा पुरूवसो गिरो वर्धन्तु या मम । पावकवर्णाः शुचयो विपश्चितोऽभि स्तोमैरनूषत
May these songs, O far-seeing one, which are mine, increase you; bright in color, pure, wise, they have approached you with praises.
अयं सहस्रमृषिभिः सहस्कृतः समुद्र इव पप्रथे । सत्यः सो अस्य महिमा गृणे शवो यज्ञेषु विप्रराज्ये
This one, mighty with a thousand seers, has spread out like the ocean; true is his greatness, I praise his power in sacrifices, in the sovereignty of the inspired.
इन्द्रमिद्देवतातय इन्द्रं प्रयत्यध्वरे । इन्द्रं समीके वनिनो हवामह इन्द्रं धनस्य सातये
To Indra alone, for the sake of the gods, to Indra at the offering, to Indra in the assembly, the forest-dwellers call; to Indra for the gaining of wealth.
इन्द्रो मह्ना रोदसी पप्रथच्छव इन्द्रः सूर्यमरोचयत् । इन्द्रे ह विश्वा भुवनानि येमिर इन्द्रे सुवानास इन्दवः
Indra by his greatness has spread the two worlds; by his power Indra made the sun shine; in Indra all beings are contained; in Indra the pressed Somas are strong.
अभि त्वा पूर्वपीतय इन्द्र स्तोमेभिरायवः । समीचीनास ऋभवः समस्वरन्रुद्रा गृणन्त पूर्व्यम्
To you, Indra, the ancient drinkers, the Ayus, with praises; the Ribhus, in harmony, have sung together; the Rudras praise the ancient one.
अस्येदिन्द्रो वावृधे वृष्ण्यं शवो मदे सुतस्य विष्णवि । अद्या तमस्य महिमानमायवोऽनु ष्टुवन्ति पूर्वथा
Indra has grown in manly power, in strength, through the exhilaration of the pressed Soma; today the Ayus praise his greatness as in former times.
तत्त्वा यामि सुवीर्यं तद्ब्रह्म पूर्वचित्तये । येना यतिभ्यो भृगवे धने हिते येन प्रस्कण्वमाविथ
To you I approach for heroic strength, for that sacred power of old insight, by which you brought wealth to the Bhrigus, for the benefit of the devout, by which you aided Praskanva.
येना समुद्रमसृजो महीरपस्तदिन्द्र वृष्णि ते शवः । सद्यः सो अस्य महिमा न संनशे यं क्षोणीरनुचक्रदे
By which, O Indra, your manly might released the great rivers to the ocean; immediately his greatness does not diminish, whom the earth has not subdued.
शग्धी न इन्द्र यत्त्वा रयिं यामि सुवीर्यम् । शग्धि वाजाय प्रथमं सिषासते शग्धि स्तोमाय पूर्व्य
Grant us, Indra, that wealth for which I seek you, heroic strength; grant first to the eager one the prize, grant the ancient praise.
शग्धी नो अस्य यद्ध पौरमाविथ धिय इन्द्र सिषासतः । शग्धि यथा रुशमं श्यावकं कृपमिन्द्र प्रावः स्वर्णरम्
Grant us, for this, as you aided the people’s leader in his striving, Indra; grant as you protected Rushama, Shyavaka, and Kripa, O Indra, bestower of sunlight.
कन्नव्यो अतसीनां तुरो गृणीत मर्त्यः । नही न्वस्य महिमानमिन्द्रियं स्वर्गृणन्त आनशुः
Let the mortal praise the Kannavas, the Atasinas, the swift; for truly, none have attained the measure of Indra’s greatness, though they praise him.
कदु स्तुवन्त ऋतयन्त देवत ऋषिः को विप्र ओहते । कदा हवं मघवन्निन्द्र सुन्वतः कदु स्तुवत आ गमः
Who, praising, who, seeking truth, who, O god, what sage, what inspired one, considers you? When, O generous Indra, will you come to the call of the one who presses and praises?
उदु त्ये मधुमत्तमा गिर स्तोमास ईरते । सत्राजितो धनसा अक्षितोतयो वाजयन्तो रथा इव
Upward these most honeyed songs, these praises, rise; the unwearied, wealth-seeking, victorious, like chariots, hasten for the prize.
कण्वा इव भृगवः सूर्या इव विश्वमिद्धीतमानशुः । इन्द्रं स्तोमेभिर्महयन्त आयवः प्रियमेधासो अस्वरन्
Like the Kanvas, like the Bhrigus, like the Suns, all the inspired ones have praised; with hymns they magnified Indra, the beloved Medhasas sang aloud.
युक्ष्वा हि वृत्रहन्तम हरी इन्द्र परावतः । अर्वाचीनो मघवन्सोमपीतय उग्र ऋष्वेभिरा गहि
Yoke, O slayer of Vritra, your two bays, Indra, from afar; come near, generous one, to the Soma-drink, mighty, come with the eager ones.
इमे हि ते कारवो वावशुर्धिया विप्रासो मेधसातये । स त्वं नो मघवन्निन्द्र गिर्वणो वेनो न शृणुधी हवम्
For these poets, these wise ones, have longed for you with thought, for the gaining of wisdom; so you, generous Indra, lover of song, like a singer, listen to our call.
निरिन्द्र बृहतीभ्यो वृत्रं धनुभ्यो अस्फुरः । निरर्बुदस्य मृगयस्य मायिनो निः पर्वतस्य गा आजः
You, Indra, struck down Vritra from the great bows; you destroyed the cunning of the Arbuda, the wild beast; you drove the mountain’s cows out.
निरग्नयो रुरुचुर्निरु सूर्यो निः सोम इन्द्रियो रसः । निरन्तरिक्षादधमो महामहिं कृषे तदिन्द्र पौंस्यम्
Fire was extinguished, the sun was extinguished, the Soma’s vital essence was extinguished, O Indra; from the midspace you cast down the great demon—this, Indra, is your manly deed.
यं मे दुरिन्द्रो मरुतः पाकस्थामा कौरयाणः । विश्वेषां त्मना शोभिष्ठमुपेव दिवि धावमानम्
Whom for me, O Maruts, the difficult Indra, the Pākasthāma, the Kaurayāṇa, among all, shines by his own nature, running as if in the sky.
रोहितं मे पाकस्थामा सुधुरं कक्ष्यप्राम् । अदाद्रायो विबोधनम्
The red one for me, the Pākasthāma, the well-yoked, the one with broad flanks, the undeceived, the awakener.
यस्मा अन्ये दश प्रति धुरं वहन्ति वह्नयः । अस्तं वयो न तुग्र्यम्
By whom others, ten in number, carry the yoke, the fires; like birds to their nest.
आत्मा पितुस्तनूर्वास ओजोदा अभ्यञ्जनम् । तुरीयमिद्रोहितस्य पाकस्थामानं भोजं दातारमब्रवम्
Soul from the father, body as garment, giver of strength as ointment; the fourth, the red one, the Pākasthāma, the generous, the giver, I have declared.
यदिन्द्र प्रागपागुदङ्न्यग्वा हूयसे नृभिः । सिमा पुरू नृषूतो अस्यानवेऽसि प्रशर्ध तुर्वशे
Whenever, Indra, you are invoked by men to the east, west, north, or south, then among many peoples you are renowned as a helper, a champion for Turvasha.
यद्वा रुमे रुशमे श्यावके कृप इन्द्र मादयसे सचा । कण्वासस्त्वा ब्रह्मभि स्तोमवाहस इन्द्रा यच्छन्त्या गहि
Or when, in the house of Ruma, Rushama, Shyavaka, or Kripa, you delight, Indra, together with them; the Kanvas, with hymns and praises, invite you, Indra, to come.
यथा गौरो अपा कृतं तृष्यन्नेत्यवेरिणम् । आपित्वे नः प्रपित्वे तूयमा गहि कण्वेषु सु सचा पिब
As a thirsty bull comes to water, not hostile, so come to us, to our fathers and grandfathers; come, O Indra, drink with the Kanvas, delight in the pressed Soma.
मन्दन्तु त्वा मघवन्निन्द्रेन्दवो राधोदेयाय सुन्वते । आमुष्या सोममपिबश्चमू सुतं ज्येष्ठं तद्दधिषे सहः
Let the exhilarating drops gladden you, O bountiful Indra, for the generous one who presses Soma; you drank the Soma of that one, the best pressed draught, and with that strength you gained might.
प्र चक्रे सहसा सहो बभञ्ज मन्युमोजसा । विश्वे त इन्द्र पृतनायवो यहो नि वृक्षा इव येमिरे
With force you created strength, you shattered anger with your power; all the warriors, O Indra, who opposed you, were subdued like trees cut down.
सहस्रेणेव सचते यवीयुधा यस्त आनळुपस्तुतिम् । पुत्रं प्रावर्गं कृणुते सुवीर्ये दाश्नोति नमउक्तिभिः
He is joined by thousands, ever younger, who brings you praise; he makes his son foremost in manliness, and wins gifts with words of reverence.