Drink thou this Soma, Indra, Lord of Soma; drink thou the draught of noonday which thou Iovest. Puffing thy cheeks, impetuous, liberal Giver, here loose thy two Bay Horses and rejoice thee.
Quaff it pure, meal-blent, mixt with milk, O Indra; we have poured forth the Soma for thy rapture. Knit with the prayer-fulfilling band of Maruts, yea, with the Rudras, drink till thou art sated;
ये ते शुष्मं ये तविषीम् अवर्धन्न् अर्चन्त इन्द्र मरुतस् त ओजः । माध्यन्दिने सवने वज्रहस्त पिबा रुद्रेभिः सगणः सुशिप्र ॥
ye te śuṣmaṃ ye taviṣīm avardhann arcanta indra marutas ta ojaḥ | mādhyandine savane vajrahasta pibā rudrebhiḥ sagaṇaḥ suśipra ||
Those who gave increase to thy strength and vigour; the Maruts singing forth thy might, O Indra. Drink thou, O fair of cheek, whose hand wields thunder, with Rudras banded, at our noon libation.
ta in nv asya madhumad vivipra indrasya śardho maruto ya āsan | yebhir vṛtrasyeṣito vivedāmarmaṇo manyamānasya marma ||
They, even the Maruts who were there, excited with song the meath-created strength of Indra. By them impelled to act he reached the vitals Of Vrtra, though he deemed that none might wound him.
मनुष्वद् इन्द्र सवनं जुषाणः पिबा सोमं शश्वते वीर्याय । स आ ववृत्स्व हर्यश्व यज्ञैः सरण्युभिर् अपो अर्णा सिसर्षि ॥
manuṣvad indra savanaṃ juṣāṇaḥ pibā somaṃ śaśvate vīryāya | sa ā vavṛtsva haryaśva yajñaiḥ saraṇyubhir apo arṇā sisarṣi ||
Pleased, like a man, with our libation, Indra, drink, for enduring hero might, the Soma. Lord of Bays, moved by sacrifice come hither: thou with the Swift Ones stirrest floods and waters.
tvam apo yad dha vṛtraṃ jaghanvāṃ atyāṃ iva prāsṛjaḥ sartavājau | śayānam indra caratā vadhena vavrivāṃsam pari devīr adevam ||
When thou didst loose the streams to run like racers in the swift contest, having smitten Vrtra With flying weapon where he lay, O Indra, and, godless, kept the Goddesses encompassed.
yajāma in namasā vṛddham indram bṛhantam ṛṣvam ajaraṃ yuvānam | yasya priye mamatur yajñiyasya na rodasī mahimānam mamāte ||
With reverence let us worship mighty Indra, great and sublime, eternal, ever youthful, Whose greatness the dear world-halves have not measured, no, nor conceived the might of him the Holy.
Many are Indra's nobly wrought achievements, and none of all the Gods transgress his statutes. He beareth up this earth and heaven, and, doer of marvels, he begot the Sun and Morning.
अद्रोघ सत्यं तव तन् महित्वं सद्यो यज् जातो अपिबो ह सोमम् । न द्याव इन्द्र तवसस् त ओजो नाहा न मासाः शरदो वरन्त ॥
adrogha satyaṃ tava tan mahitvaṃ sadyo yaj jāto apibo ha somam | na dyāva indra tavasas ta ojo nāhā na māsāḥ śarado varanta ||
Herein, O Guileless One, is thy true greatness, that soon as born thou drankest up the Soma. Days may not check the power of thee the Mighty, nor the nights, Indra, nor the months, nor autumns.
tvaṃ sadyo apibo jāta indra madāya somam parame vyoman | yad dha dyāvāpṛthivī āviveśīr athābhavaḥ pūrvyaḥ kārudhāyāḥ ||
As soon as thou wast born in highest heaven thou drankest Soma to delight thee, Indra; And when thou hadst pervaded earth and heaven thou wast the first supporter of the singer.
ahann ahim pariśayānam arṇa ojāyamānaṃ tuvijāta tavyān | na te mahitvam anu bhūd adha dyaur yad anyayā sphigyā kṣām avasthāḥ ||
Thou, puissant God, more mighty, slewest. Ahi showing his strength when couched around the waters. The heaven itself attained not to thy greatness when with one hip of thine the earth was shadowed.
यज्ञो हि त इन्द्र वर्धनो भूद् उत प्रियः सुतसोमो मियेधः । यज्ञेन यज्ञम् अव यज्ञियः सन् यज्ञस् ते वज्रम् अहिहत्य आवत् ॥
yajño hi ta indra vardhano bhūd uta priyaḥ sutasomo miyedhaḥ | yajñena yajñam ava yajñiyaḥ san yajñas te vajram ahihatya āvat ||
Sacrifice, Indra, made thee wax so mighty, the dear oblation with the flowing Soma. O Worshipful, with worship help our worship, for worship helped thy bolt when slaying Ahi.
yajñenendram avasā cakre arvāg ainaṃ sumnāya navyase vavṛtyām | ya stomebhir vāvṛdhe pūrvyebhir yo madhyamebhir uta nūtanebhiḥ ||
With sacrifice and wish have I brought Indra; still for new blessings may I turn him hither, Him magnified by ancient songs and praises, by lauds of later time and days yet recent.
I have brought forth a song when longing seized me: ere the decisive day will I laud Indra; Then may lie safely bear us over trouble, as in a ship, when both sides invocate him.
āpūrṇo asya kalaśaḥ svāhā sekteva kośaṃ sisice pibadhyai | sam u priyā āvavṛtran madāya pradakṣiṇid abhi somāsa indram ||
Full is his chalice: Glory! Like a pourer I have filled up the vessel for his drinking. Presented on the right, dear Soma juices have brought us Indra, to rejoice him, hither.
na tvā gabhīraḥ puruhūta sindhur nādrayaḥ pari ṣanto varanta | itthā sakhibhya iṣito yad indrā dṛḷhaṃ cid arujo gavyam ūrvam ||
Not the deep-flowing flood, O Much-invoked One! not hills that compass thee about restrain thee, Since here incited, for thy friends, O Indra, thou breakest e'en the firm built stall of cattle.
Call we on Maghavan, auspicious Indra, best Hero in this fight where spoil is gathered, The Strong who listens, who gives aid in battles, who slays the Vrtras, wins and gathers riches.