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1. DRINK Soma,
Mighty One, for which, when lauded, thou breakest through the cattle-stall, O
Indra;
Thou who, O Bold One, armed
with thunder smotest Vrtra with might, and every hostile being.
2 Drink it
thou God who art impetuous victor, Lord of our hymns, with beauteousjaws, the
Hero,
Render of kine-stalls,
car-borne, thunder-wielding, so pierce thy way to wondrous strength, O Indra.
3 Drink as of
old, and let the draught delight thee. hear thou our prayer and let our songs
exalt thee.
Make the Sun visible, make food
abundant, slaughter the foes, pierce through and free the cattle.
4 These
gladdening drops, O Indra, Self-sustainer, quaffed shall augment thee in thy
mighty splendour.
Yea, let the cheering drops
delight thee greatly, great, perfect, strong, powerful, all-subduing.
5 Gladdened
whereby, bursting the firm enclosures, thou gavest splendour to the Sun and
Morning.
The mighty rock that compassed
in the cattle, ne'er moved, thou shookest from its seat, O Indra.
6 Thou with
thy wisdom, power, and works of wonder, hast stored the ripe milk in the raw
cows' udders
Unbarred the firm doors for the
kine of Morning, and, with the Angirases, set free the cattle.
7 Thou hast
spread out wide earth, a mighty marvel, and, high thyself, propped lofty
heaven, O Indra.
Both worlds, whose Sons are
Gods, thou hast supported, young, Mothers from old time ofholy Order.
8 Yea, Indra,
all the Deities installed thee their one strong Champion in the van for battle.
What time the godless was the Gods'
assailant, Indra they chose to win the light of heaven.
9 Yea, e'en
that heaven itself of old bent backward before thy bolt, in terror of its
anger,
When Indra, life of every
living creature, smote down within his lair the assailing Dragon.
10 Yea, Strong
One! Tvastar turned for thee, the Mighty, the bolt with thousand spikes and
hundred edges,
Eager and prompt at will,
wherewith thou crushedst the boasting Dragon, O impetuous Hero.
11 He dressed
a hundred buffaloes, O Indra, for thee whom all accordant Maruts strengthen.
He, Pusan Visnu, poured forth
three great vessels to him, the juice that cheers, that slaughters Vrtra.
12 Thou
settest free the rushing wave of waters, the floods' great swell encompassed
and obstructed.
Along steep slopes their course
thou tumedst, Indra, directed downward, speeding to the ocean.
13 So may our
new prayer bring thee to protect us, thee well-armed Hero with thy bolt of
thunder,
Indra, who made these worlds,
the Strong, the ty, who never groweth old, the victory-giver.
14 So, Indra,
form us brilliant holy singers for strength, for glory, and for food and
riches.
Give Bharadvaja hero patrons,
Indra Indra, be ours upon the day of trial.
15 With this
may we obtain strength God-appointed, and brave sons gladden us through a
hundred winters.
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