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1. THOU art
attached to pressed-out Soma, Indra, at laud, at prayer, and when the hymn is
chanted;
Or when with yoked Bays,
Maghavan, thou comest, O Indra, bearing in thine arms the thunder.
2 Or when on
that decisive day thou holpest the presser of the juice at Vrtra's slaughter;
Or when thou, while the strong
one feared, undaunted, gavest to death, Indra, the daring Dasyus.
3 Let Indra
drink the pressed-out Soma, Helper and mighty Guide of him who sings his
praises.
He gives the hero room who
pours oblations, and treasure even to the lowly singer.
4 E'en humble
rites with his Bay steeds he visits: he wields the bolt, drinks Soma, gives us
cattle.
He makes the valiant rich in
store of heroes, accepts our praise and hears the singer's calling.
5 What he hath
longed for we have brought to Indra, who from the days of old hath done us
service.
While Soma flows we will sing
hymn, and laud him, so that our prayer may streng. then Indra's vigour.
6 Thou hast made
prayer the means of thine exalting, therefore we wait on thee with hymns, O
Indra.
May we, by the pressed Soma,
Somadrinker! bring thee, with sacrifice, blissful sweet refreshment.
7 Mark well
our sacrificial cake, delighted Indra, drink Soma and the milk commingled.
Here on the sacrificer's grass
be seated: give ample room to thy devoted servant.
8 O Mighty
One, be joyful as thou willest. Let these our sacrifices reach and find thee;
And may this hymn and these our
invocations turn thee, whom many men invoke, to help us.
9 Friends,
when thejuices flow, replenish duly your own, your bounteous Indra with the
Soma.
Will it not aid him to support
us? Indra. spares him who sheds the juice to win his favour.
10 While Soma
flowed, thus Indra hath been lauded, Ruler of nobles, mid the Bharadvajas,
That Indra may become the
singer's patron and give him wealth in every kind of treasure.
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