Sama Veda

अ मा त्वा मूरा अविष्यवो मोपहस्वान आ दभन् च् मा कीं ब्रह्मद्विषं वनः

Let not the foolish, powerless, or mockers overpower you; do not let any enemy of prayer subdue you.

अ इह त्वा गोपरीणसं महे मन्दन्तु राधसे च् सरो गौरो यथा पिब

Here, like a cow with her calf, let them gladden you for great bounty; drink as a tawny one drinks from a lake.

अ इदम् वसो सुतमन्धः पिबा सुपूर्णमुदरम् च् अनाभयिन्ररिमा ते

Drink, O Lord, this pressed Soma, with your belly full; let no harm come to you, O Indra.

अ नृभिर्धौतः सुतो अश्नैरव्या वारैः परिपूतः च् अश्वो न निक्तो नदीषु

The pressed Soma, washed by men, purified by stones and filters, is like a horse set loose among the rivers.

अ तं ते यवं यथा गोभिः स्वादुमकर्म श्रीणन्तः च् इन्द्र त्वास्मिंत्सधमादे

That barley, sweetened with milk as you desire, O Indra, let them prepare for you in this assembly.

अ इदं ह्यन्वोजसा सुतं राधानां पते च् पिबा त्वास्य गिर्वणः

This pressed Soma, indeed, with strength, O Lord of gifts, drink of it, O song-loving one.

अ यस्ते अनु स्वधामसत्सुते नि यच्छ तन्वम् च् स त्वा ममत्तु सोम्यम्

Whatever is your proper portion in the pressed Soma, direct your being there; may that Soma exhilarate you.

अ प्र ते अश्नोतु कुक्ष्योः प्रेन्द्र ब्रह्मणा शिरः च् प्र बाहू शूर राधसा

Let not the head of the sacrifice reach your belly, Indra; let the arms, O hero, attain the gift through the power of the chant.

अ आ त्वेता नि षीदतेन्द्रमभि प्र गायत च् सखाय स्तोमवाहसः

Now let these friends, bearers of praise, sit down around you, Indra, and sing forth together.

अ पुरूतमं पुरूणामीशानं वार्याणाम् च् इन्द्रं सोमे सचा सुते

With the Soma pressed, we seek Indra, the most bountiful of the bountiful, the lord of treasures.

अ स घा नो योग आ भुवत्स राये स पुरन्ध्या च् गमद्वाजेभिरा स नः

May he indeed become our ally for wealth, may he come with the Purandhi gifts, may he come to us with his banners.

अ योगेयोगे तवस्तरं वाजेवाजे हवामहे च् सखाय इन्द्रमूतये

In every contest and every battle for prize, we call you, Indra, our friend, for help.

अ अनु प्रत्नस्यौकसो हुवे तुविप्रतिं नरम् च् यं ते पूर्वं पिता हुवे

I call upon the ancient home, the mighty man of abundant gifts, whom your father called before you.

अ आ घा गमद्यदि श्रवत्सहस्रिणीभिरूतिभिः च् वाजेभिरुप नो हवम्

May he indeed come, if he hears, with a thousandfold aid, with his banners, to our invocation.

अ इन्द्र सुतेषु सोमेषु क्रतुं पुनीष उक्थ्यम् च् विदे वृधस्य दक्षस्य महां हि षः

Indra, in the pressed Somas, purify your strength and your hymn-worthy power; know the great skill of the ancient wise one.

अ स प्रथमे व्योमनि देवानां सदने वृधः च् सुपारः सुश्रवस्तमः समप्सुजित्

He, the ancient one, in the first heaven, in the seat of the gods, is renowned, most glorious, victorious in contests.

अ तमु हुवे वाजसातय इन्द्रं भराय शुष्मिणम् च् भवा नः सुम्ने अन्तमः सखा वृधे

I call upon that Indra, mighty in strength, for the winning of wealth; be most gracious to us, friend, for increase.

अ एना वो अग्निं नमसोर्जो नपातमा हुवे च् प्रियं चेतिष्ठमरतिं स्वध्वरं विश्वस्य दूतममृतम्

With this reverence I call Agni, the offspring of strength, beloved, most swift, righteous, immortal, the messenger of all.

अ स योजते अरुषा विश्वभोजसा स दुद्रवत्स्वाहुतः च् सुब्रह्मा यज्ञः सुशमी वसूनां देवं राधो जनानाम्

He is yoked with red steeds, all-providing, swiftly summoned by the offering; the noble sacrifice, well-ordered, brings the wealth of the gods to the people.

अ प्रत्यु अदर्श्यायत्यूच्छन्ती दुहिता दिवः च् अपो मही वृणुते चक्षुषा तमो ज्योतिष्कृणोति सूनरी

Now she has appeared, the dawn, the daughter of heaven, shining forth; with her gaze she chooses the great waters, dispels the darkness, and creates light, the good daughter.

अ उदुस्रियाः सृजते सूर्यः सचा उद्यन्नक्षत्रमर्चिवत् च् तवेदुषो व्युषि सूर्यस्य च सं भक्तेन गमेमहि

The sun, rising with the dawns, moves together with the star, shining forth; at your coming, at the sun's light, may we go forth with shared portion.

अ इमा उ वां दिविष्टय उस्रा हवन्ते अश्विना च् अयं वामह्वे ऽवसे शचीवसू विशंविशं हि गच्छथः

These dawns in heaven call upon you, Ashvins; I too call you for help, bestowers of strength, for you go from people to people.

अ युवं चित्रं ददथुर्भोजनं नरा चोदेथां सूनृतावते च् अर्वाग्रथं समनसा नि यच्छतं पिबतं सोम्यं मधु

You, O men, give wondrous food; urge on the one who speaks well; set your chariot near with one mind, drink the honeyed Soma.

अ अस्य प्रत्नामनु द्युतं शुक्रं दुदुह्रे अह्रयः च् पयः सहस्रसामृषिम्

The ancient, shining milk has the cows drawn forth for him; the rich milk of the thousand streams.

अ अयं सूर्य इवोपदृगयं सरांसि धावति च् सप्त प्रवत आ दिवम्

He, like the sun, looks forth; he runs through the rivers, up the seven channels to the sky.

अ अयं विश्वानि तिष्ठति पुनानो भुवनोपरि च् सोमो देवो न सूर्यः

This Soma, purified, stands above all the worlds, O people, like a god, not unlike the sun.

अ एष प्रत्नेन जन्मना देवो देवेभ्यः सुतः च् हरिः पवित्रे अर्षति

This radiant one, pressed for the gods, with ancient birth, flows through the filter, a tawny one.

अ एष प्रत्नेन मन्मना देवो देवेभ्यस्परि च् कविर्विप्रेण वावृधे

This god, with ancient thought, surpasses the other gods; the sage has grown strong with the inspired one.

अ दुहानः प्रत्नमित्पयः पवित्रे परि षिच्यसे च् क्रन्दं देवां अजीजनः

Milking the ancient milk, you are poured around the filter; with your cry, you have stirred the gods to birth.