yad indra prāg apāg udaṅ nyag vā hūyase nṛbhiḥ ā yāhi tūyam āśubhiḥ
Though, Indra, thou art called by men from east and west, from north and south, Come hither quickly with fleet steeds
Rig Veda
yad indra prāg apāg udaṅ nyag vā hūyase nṛbhiḥ ā yāhi tūyam āśubhiḥ
Though, Indra, thou art called by men from east and west, from north and south, Come hither quickly with fleet steeds
yad vā prasravaṇe divo mādayāse svarṇare yad vā samudre andhasaḥ
If in the effluence of heaven, rich in its light, thou takest joy, Or in the sea in Soma juice.
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With songs I call thee, Great and Wide, even as a cow to profit us, Indra, to drink the Soma-draught.
ā ta indra mahimānaṃ harayo deva te mahaḥ rathe vahantu bibhrataḥ
Hither, O Indra, let thy Bays bear up and, bring upon thy car Thy glory, God! and majesty.
indra gṛṇīṣa u stuṣe mahāṁ ugra īśānakṛt ehi naḥ sutam piba
Thou, Indra, wouldst be sung and praised as great, strong, lordly in thy deeds Come hither, drink our Soma juice.
sutāvantas tvā vayam prayasvanto havāmahe idaṃ no barhir āsade
We who have shed the Soma and prepared the feast are calling thee. To sit on this our sacred grass.
yac ciddhi śaśvatām asīndra sādhāraṇas tvam taṃ tvā vayaṃ havāmahe
As, Indra, thou art evermore the common Lord of all alike, As such we invocate thee now.
idaṃ te somyam madhv adhukṣann adribhir naraḥ juṣāṇa indra tat piba
The men with stones have milked for thee this nectar of the Soma juice: Indra, be pleased with it, and drink.
viśvāṁ aryo vipaścito 'ti khyas tūyam ā gahi asme dhehi śravo bṛhat
Neglect all pious men with skill in sacred song: come hitherward, With speed, and give us high renown.
dātā me pṛṣatīnāṃ rājā hiraṇyavīnām mā devā maghavā riṣat
Gods, may the mighty rest unharmed, the King who gives me spotted kine, Kine decked with golden ornaments.
sahasre pṛṣatīnām adhi ścandram bṛhat pṛthu śukraṃ hiraṇyam ā dade
Beside a thousand spotted kine I have received a gift of gold, Pure, brilliant, and exceeding great.
napāto durgahasya me sahasreṇa surādhasaḥ śravo deveṣv akrata
Durgaha's grandsons, giving me a thousand kine, munificent, Have won renown among the Gods.
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