IX Indra

1. So, Lord of affluent gifts, this juice hath been expressed for thee with strength:

Drink of it, thou who lovest song!

2. Incline thy body to the juice which suits thy godlike nature well:

Thee, Soma-lover! let it cheer!

3. O Indra, let it enter both thy flanks, enter thy head with prayer,

With bounty, hero! both thine arms!