Rig Veda
adhvaryavo bharatendrāya somam āmatrebhiḥ siñcatā madyam andhaḥ kāmī hi vīraḥ sadam asya pītiṃ juhota vṛṣṇe tad id eṣa vaṣṭi
Ministers, bring the Soma juice for Indra, pour forth the gladdening liquor with the beakers. To drink of this the Hero longeth ever; offer it to the Bull, for this he willeth.
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Ye ministers, to him who with the lightning smote, like a tree, the rain-withholding Vṛitra— Bring it to him, him who is fain to taste it, a draught of this which Indra here deserveth.
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Ye ministers, to him who smote Dṛibhîka, who drove the kine forth, and discovered Vala, Offer this draught, like Vâta in the region: clothe him with Soma even as steeds with trappings.
adhvaryavo ya uraṇaṃ jaghāna nava cakhvāṃsaṃ navatiṃ ca bāhūn yo arbudam ava nīcā babādhe tam indraṃ somasya bhṛthe hinota
Him who did Uraṇa to death, Adhvaryus! though showing arms ninety-and-nine in number; Who cast down headlong Arbuda and slew him,—speed ye that Indra to our offered Soma.
adhvaryavo yaḥ sv aśnaṃ jaghāna yaḥ śuṣṇam aśuṣaṃ yo vyaṃsam yaḥ pipruṃ namuciṃ yo rudhikrāṃ tasmā indrāyāndhaso juhota
Ye ministers, to him who struck down Svaṣna, and did to death Vyansa and greedy Ṣushṇa, And Rudhikrâs and Namuchi and Pipru,—to him, to Indra, pour ye forth libation.
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Ye ministers, to him who, as with thunder, demolished Ṣambara's hundred ancient castles; Who cast down Varchin's sons, a hundred thousand,—to him, to Indra, offer ye the Soma.
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Ye ministers, to him who slew a hundred thousand, and cast them down upon earth's bosom; Who quelled the valiant men of Atithigva, Kutsa, and Âyu,—bring to him the Soma.
adhvaryavo yan naraḥ kāmayādhve śruṣṭī vahanto naśathā tad indre gabhastipūtam bharata śrutāyendrāya somaṃ yajyavo juhota
Ministers, men, whatever thing ye long for obtain ye quickly bringing gifts to Indra. Bring to the Glorious One what hands have cleansèd; to Indra bring, ye pious ones, the Soma.
adhvaryavaḥ kartanā śruṣṭim asmai vane nipūtaṃ vana un nayadhvam juṣāṇo hastyam abhi vāvaśe va indrāya somam madiraṃ juhota
Do ye, O ministers, obey his order: that, purified in wood, in wood uplift ye. Well pleased he longs for what your hands have tended: offer the gladdening Soma juice to Indra.
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As the cow's udder teems with milk, Adhvaryus, so fill with Soma Indra, liberal giver. I know him: I am sure of this, the Holy knows that I fain would give to him more largely.
adhvaryavo yo divyasya vasvo yaḥ pārthivasya kṣamyasya rājā tam ūrdaraṃ na pṛṇatā yavenendraṃ somebhis tad apo vo astu
Him, ministers, the Lord of heavenly treasure and all terrestrial wealth that earth possesses, Him, Indra, fill with Soma as a garner is filled with barley full: be this your labour.
asmabhyaṃ tad vaso dānāya rādhaḥ sam arthayasva bahu te vasavyam indra yac citraṃ śravasyā anu dyūn bṛhad vadema vidathe suvīrāḥ
Prepare thyself to grant us that great booty, O Vasu, for abundant is thy treasure. Gather up wondrous wealth, O Indra, daily. Loud may we speak, with heroes, in assembly.