Rig Veda

Book 1, Hymn XVI. Indra

1 LET thy Bay Steeds bring thee, the Strong, hither to drink the Soma draught—
Those, Indra, who are bright as suns.

2 Here are the grains bedewed with oil: hither let the Bay Coursers bring
Indra upon his easiest car.

3 Indra at early morn we call, Indra in course of sacrifice,
Indra to drink the Soma juice.

4 Come hither, with thy long-maned Steeds, O Indra, to he draught we pour
We call thee when the juice is shed.

5 Come thou to this our song of praise, to the libation poured for thee
Drink of it like a stag athirst.

6 Here are the drops of Soma juice expressed on sacred grass: thereof
Drink, Indra, to increase thy might.

7 Welcome to thee be this our hymn, reaching thy heart, most excellent:
Then drink the Soma juice expressed.

8 To every draught of pressed-out juice Indra, the Vṛtra-slayer, comes,
To drink the Soma for delight.

9 Fulfil, O Śatakratu, all our wish with horses and with kine:
With holy thoughts we sing thy praise.