Rig Veda 3.32

indra somaṃ somapate pibemam mādhyandinaṃ savanaṃ cāru yat te prapruthyā śipre maghavann ṛjīṣin vimucyā harī iha mādayasva

Drink thou this Soma, Indra, Lord of Soma; drink thou the draught of noonday which thou Iovest. Puffing thy cheeks, impetuous, liberal Giver, here loose thy two Bay Horses and rejoice thee.

gavāśiram manthinam indra śukram pibā somaṃ rarimā te madāya brahmakṛtā mārutenā gaṇena sajoṣā rudrais tṛpad ā vṛṣasva

Quaff it pure, meal-blent, mixt with milk, O Indra; we have poured forth the Soma for thy rapture. Knit with the prayer-fulfilling band of Maruts, yea, with the Rudras, drink till thou art sated;

ye te śuṣmaṃ ye taviṣīm avardhann arcanta indra marutas ta ojaḥ mādhyandine savane vajrahasta pibā rudrebhiḥ sagaṇaḥ suśipra

Those who gave increase to thy strength and vigour; the Maruts singing forth thy might, O Indra. Drink thou, O fair of cheek, whose hand wields thunder, with Rudras banded, at our noon libation.

ta in nv asya madhumad vivipra indrasya śardho maruto ya āsan yebhir vṛtrasyeṣito vivedāmarmaṇo manyamānasya marma

They, even the Maruts who were there, excited with song the meath-created strength of Indra. By them impelled to act he reached the vitals Of Vritra, though he deemed that none might wound him.

manuṣvad indra savanaṃ juṣāṇaḥ pibā somaṃ śaśvate vīryāya

Pleased, like a man, with our libation, Indra, drink, for enduring hero might, the Soma. Lord of Bays, moved by sacrifice come hither: thou with the Swift Ones stirrest floods and waters.

This verse is not included in this edition.

When thou didst loose the streams to run like racers in the swift contest, having smitten Vritra With flying weapon where he lay, O Indra, and, godless, kept the Goddesses encompassed.

yajāma in namasā vṛddham indram bṛhantam ṛṣvam ajaraṃ yuvānam yasya priye mamatur yajñiyasya na rodasī mahimānam mamāte

With reverence let us worship mighty Indra, great and sublime, eternal, ever youthful, Whose greatness the dear world-halves have not measured, no, nor conceived the might of him the Holy.

indrasya karma sukṛtā purūṇi vratāni devā na minanti viśve dādhāra yaḥ pṛthivīṃ dyām utemāṃ jajāna sūryam uṣasaṃ sudaṃsāḥ

Many are Indra's nobly wrought achievements, and none of all the Gods transgress his statutes. He beareth up this earth and heaven, and, doer of marvels, he begot the Sun and Morning.

adrogha satyaṃ tava tan mahitvaṃ sadyo yaj jāto apibo ha somam na dyāva indra tavasas ta ojo nāhā na māsāḥ śarado varanta

Herein, O Guileless One, is thy true greatness, that soon as born thou drankest up the Soma. Days may not check the power of thee the Mighty, nor the nights, Indra, nor the months, nor autumns.

tvaṃ sadyo apibo jāta indra madāya somam parame vyoman yaddha dyāvāpṛthivī āviveśīr athābhavaḥ pūrvyaḥ kārudhāyāḥ

As soon as thou wast born in highest heaven thou drankest Soma to delight thee, Indra; And when thou hadst pervaded earth and heaven thou wast the first supporter of the singer.

ahann ahim pariśayānam arṇa ojāyamānaṃ tuvijāta tavyān na te mahitvam anu bhūd adha dyaur yad anyayā sphigyā kṣām avasthāḥ

Thou, puissant God, more mighty, slewest. Ahi showing his strength when couched around the waters. The heaven itself attained not to thy greatness when with one hip of thine the earth was shadowed.

yajño hi ta indra vardhano bhūd uta priyaḥ sutasomo miyedhaḥ yajñena yajñam ava yajñiyaḥ san yajñas te vajram ahihatya āvat

Sacrifice, Indra, made thee wax so mighty, the dear oblation with the flowing Soma. O Worshipful, with worship help our worship, for worship helped thy bolt when slaying Ahi.

yajñenendram avasā cakre arvāg ainaṃ sumnāya navyase vavṛtyām ya stomebhir vāvṛdhe pūrvyebhir yo madhyamebhir uta nūtanebhiḥ

With sacrifice and wish have I brought Indra; still for new blessings may I turn him hither, Him magnified by ancient songs and praises, by lauds of later time and days yet recent.

viveṣa yan mā dhiṣaṇā jajāna stavai purā pāryād indram ahnaḥ aṃhaso yatra pīparad yathā no nāveva yāntam ubhaye havante

I have brought forth a song when longing seized me: ere the decisive day will I laud Indra; Then may lie safely bear us over trouble, as in a ship, when both sides invocate him.

āpūrṇo asya kalaśaḥ svāhā sekteva kośaṃ sisice pibadhyai sam u priyā āvavṛtran madāya pradakṣiṇid abhi somāsa indram

Full is his chalice: Glory! Like a pourer I have filled up the vessel for his drinking. Presented on the right, dear Soma juices have brought us Indra, to rejoice him, hither.

na tvā gabhīraḥ puruhūta sindhur nādrayaḥ pari ṣanto varanta itthā sakhibhya iṣito yad indrā dṛﾱhaṃ cid arujo gavyam ūrvam

Not the deep-flowing flood, O Much-invoked One! not hills that compass thee about restrain thee, Since here incited, for thy friends, O Indra, thou breakest e'en the firm built stall of cattle.

śunaṃ huvema maghavānam indram asmin bhare nṛtamaṃ vājasātau śṛṇvantam ugram ūtaye samatsu ghnantaṃ vṛtrāṇi saṃjitaṃ dhanānām

Call we on Maghavan, auspicious Indra, best Hero in this fight where spoil is gathered, The Strong who listens, who gives aid in battles, who slays the Vritras, wins and gathers riches.