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THE SAMA VEDA<br />
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2. Indra hath tossed together mighty stores of wealth, and both the worlds, yea, and the sun.<br />
Pure, brightly-shining, mingled with the milk, the draughts of Soma have made Indra glad.<br />
VIII Soma Pavamana<br />
1. For Vritra-slaying Indra, thou, Soma, art poured that he may drink,<br />
And for the guerdon-giving man, the hero sitting in his seat.<br />
2. Friends, may the princes, ye and we, obtain this most resplendent one,<br />
Gain him who hath the smell of strength, win him whose home is very strength!<br />
3. Him with the fleece they purify, brown, golden-hued, beloved of all.<br />
Who with exhilarating juice flows forth to all the deities.<br />
IX Indra<br />
1. Indra whose wealth is in thyself, what mortal will attack this man?<br />
The strong will win the spoil on the decisive day through faith in thee, O Maghavan!<br />
2. In battles with the foe urge on our mighty ones who give the treasures dear to thee<br />
And may we with our princes, Lord of tawny steeds! pass through all peril, led by thee!<br />
X Indra<br />
1. Come, priest, and of the savoury juice pour forth a yet more gladdening draught!<br />
So is the hero praised who ever prospers us.<br />
3. Indra, whom tawny coursers bear, praise such as thine, preeminent,<br />
None by his power or by his goodness hath attained.<br />
3. We, seeking glory, have invoked this God of yours, the Lord of wealth,<br />
Who must be magnified by constant sacrifice.<br />
XI Agni<br />
1. Sing praise to him, the Lord of light. The Gods have made the God to be their messenger,<br />
To bear oblation to the Gods.<br />
2. Agni, the bounteous giver, bright with varied flames, laud thou, O singer Sobhari,<br />
Him who controls this sacred food with Soma blent, who hath first claim to sacrifice!<br />
XII Soma Pavamana<br />
1. Expressed by stones, O Soma, and urged through the long wool of the sheep,<br />
Thou, entering the press-boards, even as men a fort, goldbued, hast settled in the vats.<br />
2. He beautifies himself through the sheep's long fine wool, the bounteous, like the racing steed,<br />
Even Soma Pavamana who shall be the joy of sages and of holy bards.<br />
XIII Indra<br />
1. Here, verily, yesterday we let the Thunder-wielder drink his fill.<br />
Bring him the juice poured forth in sacrifice to-day! Now range you by the glorious one!<br />
2. Even the wolf, the savage beast that rends the sheep, follows the path of his decrees.<br />
So graciously accepting, Indra, this our praise, with wondrous thought come forth to us!<br />
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