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1. Indra whose jaws are strong hath drunk of worshipping
Sudaksha's draught,
The Soma juice with barley brew.
2. O Lord of ample wealth, these songs of praise have
called aloud to thee,
Like milch-kine lowing to their calves!
3. Then straight they recognized the mystic name of the
creative Steer,
There in the mansion of the Moon.
4. When Indra, strongest hero, brought the streams, the
mighty waters down,
Pushan was standing by his side.
5. The Cow, the streaming mother of the liberal Maruts,
pours her milk,
Harnessed to draw their chariots on.
6. Come, Lord of rapturous joys, to our libation with thy
bay steeds, come
With bay steeds to the flowing juice
7. Presented strengthening gifts have sent Indra away at
sacrifice,
With night, unto the cleansing bath.
8. I from my Father have received deep knowledge of eternal
Law:
I was born like unto the Sun.
9. With Indra splendid feasts be ours, rich in all
strengthening things, wherewith,
Wealthy in food, we may rejoice
10. Soma and Pushan, kind to him who travels to the Gods,
provide
Dwellings all happy and secure.
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