indra somam imam piba madhumantaṃ camū sutam | asme rayiṃ ni dhāraya vi vo made sahasriṇam purūvaso vivakṣase ||
O INDRA, drink this Soma, pressed out in the mortar, full of sweets. Send down to us great riches,-at your glad carouse-in thousands, O Most healthy. Thou art waxing great.
tvāṃ yajñebhir ukthair upa havyebhir īmahe | śacīpate śacīnāṃ vi vo made śreṣṭhaṃ no dhehi vāryaṃ vivakṣase ||
To thee with sacrifices, with oblations, and with lauds we come. Lord of all strength and power, grant-at your glad carouse-the best choice worthy treasure. Thou art waxing great.
yas patir vāryāṇām asi radhrasya coditā | indra stotṝṇām avitā vi vo made dviṣo naḥ pāhy aṃhaso vivakṣase ||
Thou who art Lord of precious boons, inciter even of the churl. Guardian of singers, Indra,-at your glad carouse-save us from woe and hatred. Thou art waxing great.