1These Soma juice mixt with curd have been expressed for Indra here:

Come with thy bay steeds, Thunder-wielder, to our home, to drink them till they make thee glad!

2Indra, these Somas with their lauds have been prepared for thy delight.

Drink of the pleasant juice and listen to our songs; lover of song, reward the hymn!

3I call on thee, Sabardugha, this day, inspirer of the psalm.

Indra, the richly-yielding milch-cow who provides unfailing food in ample stream.

4Indra, the strong and lofty hills are powerless to bar thy way

None stays that act of thine when thou wouldst fain give wealth to one like me who sings thy praise.

5Who knows what vital power he wins, drinking beside the flowing juice?

This is the fair-cheeked. God who, joying in the draught, breaks down the castles in his strength.

6What time thou castest from his seat and punishest the riteless man,

Strengthen for opulence, O Indra Maghavan, our plant desired by many a one!

7Let Tvashtar, Brahmanaspati, Parjanya guard our heavenly word,

Aditi with her sons, the brothers, guard for us the invincible, the saving word!

8Ne’er art thou fruitless, Indra, ne’er dost thou desert the worshipper:

But now, O Maghavan, thy bounty as a God is poured forth ever more and more.

9Best slayer of the Vritras, yoke thy bay steeds, Indra, far away

Come with the high ones hither, Maghavan, to us, mighty, to, drink the Soma juice!

10O Thunderer, zealous worshippers gave thee drink this time yesterday:

So, Indra, listen here to him who offers lauds: come near unto, our dwelling-place!

1Advancing, sending forth her rays, the daughter of the Sky is seen.

The mighty one lays bare the darkness with her eye, the friendly Lady makes the light.

2These morning sacrifices call you, Asvins, at the break of day.

For help have I invoked you rich in power and might: for, house by house, ye visit all.

3Where are ye, Gods? What mortal man, O Asvins, glows with zeal for you,

Urging you with the crushing stone and with the stalk of Soma thus or otherwise?

4This sweetest Soma juice hath been expressed for you at morning rites.

Asvins, drink this prepared ere yesterday and give treasures to him who offers it!

5Let me not, still beseeching thee with might and sound of Soma drops,

Anger at sacrifice a fierce wild creature! Who would not beseech the almighty one!

6Adhvaryu, let the Soma flow, for Indra longs to drink thereof.

He even now hath yoked his vigorous bay steeds: the Vritraslayer hath come nigh.

7Bring thou all this unto the good, O Indra, to the old and young!

For, Maghavan, thou art rich in treasures from of old, to be invoked in every fight.

8If I, O Indra, were the lord of riches ample as thine own,

I would support