I Indra

I Indra

1Praise, even as he is known, with song Indra the guardian of the kine,

The Son of Truth, Lord of the brave,

2Hither have his bay steeds been sent, red steeds are on the sacred grass

Where we in concert sing our songs.

3For Indra, thunder-armed, the kine have yielded mingled milk and meath,

What time he found them in the vault.

II Indra

II Indra

1Draw near unto our Indra who must be invoked in every fight!

Come, thou most mighty Vritra-slayer, meet for praise come to

libations and to hymns.

2Thou art the best of all in sending bounteous gyifts, true art thou,, lordly in thine act.

We claim alliance with the very glorious one, yea, with the

mighty Son of Strength.

III Soma Pavamana

III Soma Pavamana

I. They have drained forth from out the great depth of the sky the old divine primeval milk that claims the laud:

They lifted up their voice to Indra at his birth.

2Then, beautifully radiant, certain heavenly ones proclaimed their kinship with him as they looked thereon:

Savitar opens, as it were, the fold of heaven.

3And now that thou, O Pavamana, art above this earth and heaven and all existence in thy might,

Thou shinest like a bull supreme among the herd.

IV Agni

IV Agni

1O Agni, graciously announce this our good fortune to the Gods,

And this our newest hymn of praise!

2Thou dealest gifts, resplendent one! nigh, as with wave of Sindhu, thou

Swift strearnest to the worshipper.

3Give us a share of wealth most high, a share of wealth most near to us,

A share of wealth that is between.

V Indra

V Indra

1I from my Father have obtained deep knowledge of eternal Law;

I was born like unto the Sun.

2After the ancient manner I, like Kanva, beautify my songs,

And Indra’s self gains power thereby.

3Whatever gishis have not praised thee, Indra, or have praised thee, wax

Mighty indeed when praised by me!

VI Agni

VI Agni

1Agni, produced by strength, do thou with all thy fires accept our prayer:

With those that are with Gods, with those that are with men exalt our songs!

2Forth come to us with all his fires that Agni, whose the mighty are,

Come, fully girt about with wealth for us and for our kith and kin!

3Do thou, O Agni, with thy fires strengthen our prayer and sacrifices:

Incite them to bestow their wealth to aid our service of the Gods!

VII Soma Pavamana

VII Soma Pavamana

1Some, the men of old whose grass was trimmed addressed the hymn to thee for mighty strength and for renown:

So, hero, urge us onward to heroic power’

2All round about hast thou with glory pierced for us as ‘twere a never-failing well for men to drink,

Borne on thy way as ‘twere in