त्रातारो देवा अधि वोचता नो मा नो निद्रा ईशत मोत जल्पिः । वयं सोमस्य विश्वह प्रियासः सुवीरासो विदथमा वदेम
O gods, declare yourselves our protectors; let not sleep or slander rule over us. May we, ever dear to Soma, strong, speak forth in the assembly.
त्वं नः सोम विश्वतो वयोधास्त्वं स्वर्विदा विशा नृचक्षाः । त्वं न इन्द ऊतिभिः सजोषाः पाहि पश्चातादुत वा पुरस्तात्
You, Soma, are the giver of all life for us; you, all-seeing, bring light to the peoples. You, O Indu, together with your aids, protect us from behind and also from before.
अभि प्र वः सुराधसमिन्द्रमर्च यथा विदे । यो जरितृभ्यो मघवा पुरूवसुः सहस्रेणेव शिक्षति
Raise your voices to praise Indra, the generous lord, as is fitting, who, as the bountiful Maghavan, grants to the singers abundant wealth, as if by the thousand.
शतानीकेव प्र जिगाति धृष्णुया हन्ति वृत्राणि दाशुषे । गिरेरिव प्र रसा अस्य पिन्विरे दत्राणि पुरुभोजसः
Like one with a hundred followers, he advances boldly, striking down obstacles for the worshipper; his gifts, rich and plentiful, flow forth like streams from a mountain.
आ त्वा सुतास इन्दवो मदा य इन्द्र गिर्वणः । आपो न वज्रिन्नन्वोक्यं सरः पृणन्ति शूर राधसे
To you, Indra, the pressed Soma flows, O singer of praises; like waters filling a lake, O hero, the offerings fill your strength.
अनेहसं प्रतरणं विवक्षणं मध्वः स्वादिष्ठमीं पिब । आ यथा मन्दसानः किरासि नः प्र क्षुद्रेव त्मना धृषत्
Drink the sweetest, most delightful honey, free from sin, crossing over to us; come to us, as you are pleased, with your own power, like one who is bold, overcoming the small with your might.
आ न स्तोममुप द्रवद्धियानो अश्वो न सोतृभिः । यं ते स्वधावन्स्वदयन्ति धेनव इन्द्र कण्वेषु रातयः
Our hymn approaches you swiftly, like a horse with its riders; the gifts that your own nature delights in, O Indra, are bestowed among the Kanvas, like cows giving milk.
उग्रं न वीरं नमसोप सेदिम विभूतिमक्षितावसुम् । उद्रीव वज्रिन्नवतो न सिञ्चते क्षरन्तीन्द्र धीतयः
We approach the mighty hero with reverence, the unfailing, abundant lord; like water pouring from a vessel, O wielder of the thunderbolt, your thoughts flow forth, Indra.
यद्ध नूनं यद्वा यज्ञे यद्वा पृथिव्यामधि । अतो नो यज्ञमाशुभिर्महेमत उग्र उग्रेभिरा गहि
Whether now, or in sacrifice, or upon the earth, come to our offering swiftly, O mighty one, with your mighty companions.
अजिरासो हरयो ये त आशवो वाता इव प्रसक्षिणः । येभिरपत्यं मनुषः परीयसे येभिर्विश्वं स्वर्दृशे
Your horses are swift, your steeds are eager, moving like the wind; with them you encompass the offspring of man, with them you behold all the heavens.
एतावतस्त ईमह इन्द्र सुम्नस्य गोमतः । यथा प्रावो मघवन्मेध्यातिथिं यथा नीपातिथिं धने
With these, O Indra, we seek your favor, rich in cows; as you have protected the generous guest, as you have guarded the guest in wealth.
यथा कण्वे मघवन्त्रसदस्यवि यथा पक्थे दशव्रजे । यथा गोशर्ये असनोरृजिश्वनीन्द्र गोमद्धिरण्यवत्
As you, Maghavan, have done for Kanva in the assembly, as for Paktha in the ten clans, as for Gosarya and Asana, O Indra, with wealth of cows and gold.
प्र सु श्रुतं सुराधसमर्चा शक्रमभिष्टये । यः सुन्वते स्तुवते काम्यं वसु सहस्रेणेव मंहते
Sing forth the renowned, generous lord, Shakra, for your desire; he who is praised by the one who presses and sings, the desired wealth, is honored as if by the thousand.
शतानीका हेतयो अस्य दुष्टरा इन्द्रस्य समिषो महीः । गिरिर्न भुज्मा मघवत्सु पिन्वते यदीं सुता अमन्दिषुः
His mighty deeds, difficult to overcome, belong to Indra, whose powers are vast; like a mountain, his riches flow among the generous, when the pressed Soma delights him.
यदीं सुतास इन्दवोऽभि प्रियममन्दिषुः । आपो न धायि सवनं म आ वसो दुघा इवोप दाशुषे
When the pressed Soma flows to delight him, O beloved Indra, the waters pour into the offering place, O lord, like milch cows to the worshipper.
अनेहसं वो हवमानमूतये मध्वः क्षरन्ति धीतयः । आ त्वा वसो हवमानास इन्दव उप स्तोत्रेषु दधिरे
For the sinless, the invoked, the thoughts pour forth honey; to you, O lord, the invoked Soma streams, and the praises are set before you.
आ नः सोमे स्वध्वर इयानो अत्यो न तोशते । यं ते स्वदावन्स्वदन्ति गूर्तयः पौरे छन्दयसे हवम्
May the Soma, with its proper rites, come to us, like a horse delighting in its riders; the songs that your nature delights in, O Indra, are praised in the city, as you choose the invocation.
प्र वीरमुग्रं विविचिं धनस्पृतं विभूतिं राधसो महः । उद्रीव वज्रिन्नवतो वसुत्वना सदा पीपेथ दाशुषे
Proclaim the mighty, fierce, discerning, wealth-giving lord, the glory of great generosity; like water pouring from a vessel, O thunderbolt wielder, may you always nourish the worshipper with wealth.
यद्ध नूनं परावति यद्वा पृथिव्यां दिवि । युजान इन्द्र हरिभिर्महेमत ऋष्व ऋष्वेभिरा गहि
Whether now, in distant lands, or on earth, or in heaven, harness your horses, Indra, and come swiftly, exalted one, with your exalted companions.
रथिरासो हरयो ये ते अस्रिध ओजो वातस्य पिप्रति । येभिर्नि दस्युं मनुषो निघोषयो येभिः स्वः परीयसे
Your horses are chariot-bearers, O Indra, unwearied, their strength surpasses the wind; with them you strike down the enemy of men, with them you encompass the heavens.
एतावतस्ते वसो विद्याम शूर नव्यसः । यथा प्राव एतशं कृत्व्ये धने यथा वशं दशव्रजे
O generous one, this much of your favor we know, O mighty one, as you have brought Etaśa to success in his quest for wealth, as you have brought the ten herds under your control.
यथा कण्वे मघवन्मेधे अध्वरे दीर्घनीथे दमूनसि । यथा गोशर्ये असिषासो अद्रिवो मयि गोत्रं हरिश्रियम्
As you, O Maghavan, have done for Kaṇva in the sacrifice, in the long-lasting ritual, O subduer of enemies; as you have granted protection in the cow-stall, O stone-wielder, bestowing upon me the lineage and radiant wealth of the Hari.
यथा मनौ सांवरणौ सोममिन्द्रापिबः सुतम् । नीपातिथौ मघवन्मेध्यातिथौ पुष्टिगौ श्रुष्टिगौ सचा
As you, O Indra, drank the pressed Soma with Manu and Sāṃvaraṇa, O Maghavan, guest at the sacrifice, honored at the feast, bringing nourishment and prosperity together.
पार्षद्वाणः प्रस्कण्वं समसादयच्छयानं जिव्रिमुद्धितम् । सहस्राण्यसिषासद्गवामृषिस्त्वोतो दस्यवे वृकः
You led Praskaṇva, who was lying down, to safety, awakening him from sleep; you, bull, sought thousands of cows, strong one, wolf to the Dasyu.
य उक्थेभिर्न विन्धते चिकिद्य ऋषिचोदनः । इन्द्रं तमच्छा वद नव्यस्या मत्यरिष्यन्तं न भोजसे
He who does not find us with hymns, though urged by the seer’s inspiration—speak to him of Indra, with a new song, who is eager to bestow gifts.
यस्मा अर्कं सप्तशीर्षाणमानृचुस्त्रिधातुमुत्तमे पदे । स त्विमा विश्वा भुवनानि चिक्रददादिज्जनिष्ट पौंस्यम्
He for whom the seven-headed hymn was composed, the flawless one, in the highest abode of the triple realm—he made all these worlds resound, he first gained manly strength.
यो नो दाता वसूनामिन्द्रं तं हूमहे वयम् । विद्मा ह्यस्य सुमतिं नवीयसीं गमेम गोमति व्रजे
He who is our giver of treasures, that Indra we invoke; for we know his most recent favor—may we reach the herd rich in cows.
यस्मै त्वं वसो दानाय शिक्षसि स रायस्पोषमश्नुते । तं त्वा वयं मघवन्निन्द्र गिर्वणः सुतावन्तो हवामहे
To whom, O generous one, you grant gifts, he attains abundance of wealth; you, O Maghavan, O Indra, singer of praises, we, who have pressed Soma, call upon you.
कदा चन स्तरीरसि नेन्द्र सश्चसि दाशुषे । उपोपेन्नु मघवन्भूय इन्नु ते दानं देवस्य पृच्यते
When, O Indra, will you ever be more abundant? When will you accompany the worshipper? May your gift, O Maghavan, come again and again; your divine generosity is sought.
प्र यो ननक्षे अभ्योजसा क्रिविं वधैः शुष्णं निघोषयन् । यदेदस्तम्भीत्प्रथयन्नमूं दिवमादिज्जनिष्ट पार्थिवः
He who, with surpassing might, struck down Krivi with weapons, proclaiming the defeat of Śuṣṇa; when he propped up and spread out that distant heaven, then he first became lord of the earth.