Rig Veda 8.64

ut tvā mandantu stomāḥ kṛṇuṣva rādho adrivaḥ ava brahmadviṣo jahi

May our hymns give thee great delight. Display thy bounty, Thunderer. Drive off the enemies of prayer.

padā paṇīṃr arādhaso ni bādhasva mahāṁ asi nahi tvā kaścana prati

Crush with thy foot the niggard churls who bring no gifts. Mighty art thou There is not one to equal thee.

tvam īśiṣe sutānām indra tvam asutānām tvaṃ rājā janānām

Thou art the Lord of Soma pressed, Soma impressed is also thine. Thou art the Sovran of the folk.

ehi prehi kṣayo divy āghoṣañcarṣaṇīnām obhe pṛṇāsi rodasī

Come, go thou forth, dwelling in heaven and listening to the prayers of men: Thou fillest both the heavens and earth.

tyaṃ cit parvataṃ giriṃ śatavantaṃ sahasriṇam vi stotṛbhyo rurojitha

Even that hill with rocky heights, with hundreds, thousands, held within. Thou for thy worshippers brakest through.

vayam u tvā divā sute vayaṃ naktaṃ havāmahe asmākaṃ kāmam ā pṛṇa

We call on thee both night and day to taste the flowing Soma juice: Do thou fulfil our heart's desire.

kva sya vṛṣabho yuvā tuvigrīvo anānataḥ brahmā kas taṃ saparyati

Where is that ever-youthful Steer, strong. necked and never yet bent down? What Brahman ministers to him?

kasya svit savanaṃ vṛṣā jujuṣvāṁ ava gacchati indraṃ ka u svid ā cake

To whose libation doth the Steer, betake him with delight therein? Who takes delight in Indra now?

kaṃ te dānā asakṣata vṛtrahan kaṃ suvīryā ukthe ka u svid antamaḥ

Whom, Vritra-slayer, have thy gift and hero powers accompanied? Who is thy dearest in the laud?

ayaṃ te mānuṣe jane somaḥ pūruṣu sūyate tasyehi pra dravā piba

For thee among mankind, among the Purus is this Soma shed. Hasten thou hither: drink thereof.

ayaṃ te śaryaṇāvati suṣomāyām adhi priyaḥ ārjīkīye madintamaḥ

This, growing by Soma and by Saryanavan, dear to thee, In Arjikiya, cheers thee best.

tam adya rādhase mahe cārum madāya ghṛṣvaye ehīm indra dravā piba

Hasten thou hitherward, and drink this for munificence to-day, Delightful for thine eager draught.