RV 3.40

Ralph T. H. Griffith, 1896 · 9 verses · Read at the source

3.40.1THEE, Indra, we invoke, the Bull, what time the Soma is expressed. So drink thou of the savoury juice.

3.40.2Indra, whom many laud, accept the strength-conferring Soma juice: Quaff, pour down drink that satisfies.

3.40.3Indra, with all the Gods promote our wealth-bestowing sacrifice, Thou highly-lauded Lord of men.

3.40.4Lord of the brave, to thee proceed these drops of Soma juice expressed, The bright drops to thy dwelling-place.

3.40.5Within thy belly, Indra, take juice, Soma the most excellent: Thine are the drops celestial.

3.40.6Drink our libation, Lord of hymns: with streams of meath thou art bedewed Our glory, Indra, is thy gift.

3.40.7To Indra go the treasures of the worshipper, which never fail: He drinks the Soma and is strong

3.40.8From far away, from near at hand, O Vrtra-slayer, come to us: Accept the songs we sing to thee.

3.40.9When from the space between the near and far thou art invoked by us, Thence, Indra. come thou hitherward.