Rig Veda 3.40

indra tvā vṛṣabhaṃ vayaṃ sute some havāmahe sa pāhi madhvo andhasaḥ

Thee, Indra, we invoke, the Bull, what time the Soma is expressed. So drink thou of the savoury juice.

indra kratuvidaṃ sutaṃ somaṃ harya puruṣṭuta pibā vṛṣasva tātṛpim

Indra, whom many laud, accept the strength-conferring Soma juice: Quaff, pour down drink that satisfies.

indra pra ṇo dhitāvānaṃ yajñaṃ viśvebhir devebhiḥ tira stavāna viśpate

Indra, with all the Gods promote our wealth-bestowing sacrifice, Thou highly-lauded Lord of men.

indra somāḥ sutā ime tava pra yanti satpate kṣayaṃ candrāsa indavaḥ

Lord of the brave, to thee proceed these drops of Soma juice expressed, The bright drops to thy dwelling-place.

dadhiṣvā jaṭhare sutaṃ somam indra vareṇyam tava dyukṣāsa indavaḥ

Within thy belly, Indra, take juice, Soma the most excellent: Thine are the drops celestial.

girvaṇaḥ pāhi naḥ sutam madhor dhārābhir ajyase indra tvādātam id yaśaḥ

Drink our libation, Lord of hymns: with streams of meath thou art bedewed Our glory, Indra, is thy gift.

abhi dyumnāni vanina indraṃ sacante akṣitā pītvī somasya vāvṛdhe

To Indra go the treasures of the worshipper, which never fail: He drinks the Soma and is strong

arvāvato na ā gahi parāvataś ca vṛtrahan imā juṣasva no giraḥ

From far away, from near at hand, O Vritra-slayer, come to us: Accept the songs we sing to thee.

yad antarā parāvatam arvāvataṃ ca hūyase indreha tata ā gahi

When from the space between the near and far thou art invoked by us, Thence, Indra. come thou hitherward.