píbā sutásya rasíno mátsvā na indra gómataḥ | āpír no bodhi sadhamā́diyo vr̥dhé asmā́m̐ avantu te dhíyaḥ ||
1 DRINK, Indra, of the savoury juice, and cheer thee with our milky draught. Be, for our weal, our Friend and sharer of the feast, and let thy wisdom guard us well.
bhūyā́ma te sumataú vājíno vayám mā́ na star abhímātaye | asmā́ñ citrā́bhir avatād abhíṣṭibhir ā́ naḥ sumnéṣu yāmaya ||
2 In thy kind grace and favour may we still be strong: expose us not to foe's attack. With manifold assistance guard and succour us, and bring us to felicity.
3 May these my songs of praise exalt thee, Lord, who hast abundant wealth. Men skilled in holy hymns, pure, with the hues of fire, have sung them with their lauds to thee.
ayáṃ sahásram ŕ̥ṣibhiḥ sáhaskr̥taḥ samudrá iva paprathe | satyáḥ só asya mahimā́ gr̥ṇe śávo yajñéṣu viprarā́jiye ||
4 He, with his might enhanced by Ṛṣis thousandfold, hath like an ocean spread himself. His majesty is praised as true at solemn rites, his power where holy singers rule.
6 With might hath Indra spread out heaven and earth, with power hath Indra lighted up the Sun. In Indra are all creatures closely held; in him meet the distilling Soma-drops.
7 Men with their lauds are urging thee, Indra, to drink the Soma first. The Ṛbhus in accord have lifted up their voice, and Rudras sung thee as the first.
8 Indra increased his manly strength at sacrifice, in the wild rapture of this juice. And living men to-day, even as of old, sing forth their praises to his majesty.
9 I crave of thee that hero strength, that thou mayst first regard this prayer, Wherewith thou holpest Bhṛgu and the Yatis and Praskaṇva when the prize was staked.
yénā samudrám ásr̥jo mahī́r apás tád indra vŕ̥ṣṇi te śávaḥ | sadyáḥ só asya mahimā́ ná saṃnáśe yáṃ kṣoṇī́r anucakradé ||
10 Wherewith thou sentest mighty waters to the sea, that, Indra, is thy manly strength. For ever unattainable is this power of him to whom the worlds have cried aloud.
11 Help us, O Indra, when we pray to thee for wealth and hero might. First help thou on to strength the man who strives to win, and aid our laud, O Ancient One.
śagdhī́ no asyá yád dha paurám ā́vitha dhíya indra síṣāsataḥ | śagdhí yáthā rúśamaṃ śyā́vakaṃ kŕ̥pam índra prā́vaḥ súvarṇaram ||
12 Help for us, Indra, as thou holpest Paura once, this man's devotions bent on gain. Help, as thou gavest Ruśama and Śyāvaka and Svarṇara and Kṛpa aid.
kán návyo atasī́nãṃ turó gr̥ṇīta mártiyaḥ | nahī́ nú asya mahimā́nam indriyáṃ súvar gr̥ṇánta ānaśúḥ ||
13 What newest of imploring prayers shall, then, the zealous mortal sing? For have not they who laud his might, and Indra-power won for themselves the light of heaven?
kád u stuvánta r̥tayanta deváta ŕ̥ṣiḥ kó vípra ohate | kadā́ hávam maghavann indra sunvatáḥ kád u stuvatá ā́ gamaḥ ||
14 When shall they keep the Law and praise thee mid the Gods? Who counts as Ṛṣi and as sage? When ever wilt thou, Indra Maghavan, come nigh to presser's or to praiser's call?
15 These songs of ours exceeding sweet, these hymns of praise ascend to thee, Like ever-conquering chariots that display their strength, gain wealth, and give unfailing aid.
16 The Bhṛgus are like Suns, like Kaṇvas, and have gained all that their thoughts were bent upon. The living men of Priyamedha's race have sung exalting Indra with their lauds.
17 Best slayer of the Vṛtras, yoke thy Bay Steeds, Indra, from afar. Come with the High Ones hither, Maghavan, to us, Mighty, to drink the Soma juice.
imé hí te kārávo vāvaśúr dhiyā́ víprāso medhásātaye | sá tuváṃ no maghavann indra girvaṇo venó ná śr̥ṇudhī hávam ||
18 For these, the bards and singers, have cried out to thee with prayer, to gain the sacrifice. As such, O Maghavan, Indra, who lovest song, even as a lover bear my call.
20 Bright were the flaming fires, the Sun gave forth his shine, and Soma, Indra's juice, shone clear. Indra, thou blewest the great Dragon from the air: men must regard that valorous deed.
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Maṇḍala I