RV 10.171

Ralph T. H. Griffith, 1896 · 4 verses · Read at the source

10.171.1FOR Ita's sake who pressed the juice, thou, Indra, didst protect his car, And hear the Soma-giver's call.

10.171.2Thou from his skin hast borne the head of the swift-moving combatant, And sought the Soma-pourer's home.

10.171.3Venya, that mortal man, hast thou, for Astrabudhna the devout, O Indra, many a time set free.

10.171.4Bring, Indra, to the east again that Sun who now is in the west, Even against the will of Gods.