Rig Veda
This verse is not included in this edition.
Come gracious to our sacrifice, O Indra: pressed Soma-drops are purified to please thee. As cattle seek their home, so Thunderwielder, come, Indra, first of those who claim our worship.
yā te kākut sukṛtā yā variṣṭhā yayā śaśvat pibasi madhva ūrmim tayā pāhi pra te adhvaryur asthāt saṃ te vajro vartatām indra gavyuḥ
With that well-formed most wide-extending palate, wherewith thou ever drinkest streams of sweetness, Drink thou; the Adhvaryu standeth up before thee: let thy spoil-winning thunderbolt attend thee.
eṣa drapso vṛṣabho viśvarūpa indrāya vṛṣṇe sam akāri somaḥ etam piba hariva sthātar ugra yasyeśiṣe pradivi yas te annam
This drop, steer-strong and omniform, the Soma, hath been made ready for the Bull, for India. Drink this, Lord of the Bays, thou Strong Supporter, this that is thine of old, thy food for ever.
sutaḥ somo asutād indra vasyān ayaṃ śreyāñ cikituṣe raṇāya etaṃ titirva upa yāhi yajñaṃ tena viśvās taviṣīr ā pṛṇasva
Soma when pressed excels the unpressed Soma, better, for one who knows, to give him pleasure. Come to this sacrifice of ours, O Victor replenish all thy powers with this libation.
hvayāmasi tvendra yāhy arvāṅ araṃ te somas tanve bhavāti śatakrato mādayasvā suteṣu prāsmāṁ ava pṛtanāsu pra vikṣu
We call on thee, O Indra: come thou hither: sufficient be the Soma for thy body. Rejoice thee, Satakratu! in the juices guard us in wars, guard us among our people.