BOOK XX (20)
HYMN XX (20)
 Drink thou the Soma for our help, bright, vigilant, exceeding strong, O Indra, Lord of Hundred Powers.
 O Satakratu, powers which thou mid the Five Races hast dis played These, Indra, do I claim of thee.
 Indra, great glory hast thou gained.
Win splendid fame which none may mar: We make thy might perpetual.
 Come to us either from anear, or, Sakra, come from far away. [p. 280] Indra, wherever be thy home, come to us thence, O Thunder armed.
 Verily Indra, conquering all, driveth even mighty fear away; For firm is he and swift to act.
 Indra be gracious unto us: sin shall not reach us afterward
And good shall be before us still,
 From all the regions of the world let Indra send security.
The foe subduer, swift to act.
HYMN XXI (21)
 We will present fair praise unto the Mighty One, our hymns to Indra in Vivasvan s dwelling place; For he hath never found wealth in those who seem to sleep; those who give wealth to men accept no paltry praise.
 Giver of horses, Indra, giver, thou, of kine, giver of barley, thou art Lord and guard of wealth: Man s helper from of old, not disappointing hope, Friend of our friends, to thee as such we sing this praise.
 Indra, most splendid, powerful, rich in mighty deeds, this treasure spread around is known to be thine own.
O Conqueror, and bring to us: fail not the hope of him who loves and sings to thee.
 Well pleased with these bright flames and with these Soma drops, take thou away our poverty with steeds and kine.
With Indra scattering the Dasyu through these drops, freed from their hate may we obtain abundant food.
 Let us obtain, O Indra, plenteous wealth and food, with strength exceeding glorious, shining to the sky.
May we obtain the Goddess Providence, the strength of heroes, special source of cattle, rich in steeds.
 These our libations, strength inspiring Soma draughts, gladdened thee in the fight with Vritra, Hero Lord, [p. 281] What time thou slewest for the singer with trimmed grass ten thousand Vritras, thou resistless in thy might.
 Thou goest on from fight to fight intrepidly, destroying castle after castle here with strength; Thou Indra, with thy friend who makes the foe bow down, slewest from far away the guileful Namuchi.
 Thou hast stuck down in death Karanja, Parnaya, in Atithigva s very glorious going forth: Unyielding, when Rijisvan compassed them with siege, thou hast destroyed the hundred towns of Vangrida.
 With all outstripping chariot wheel, O Indra, thou far famed, hast overthrown the twice ten kings of men, With sixty thousand nine and ninety followers, who came in arms to fight with friendless Susravas.
 Thou hast protected Susravas with succour, and Turvayana with thine aid, O Indra: Thou madest Kutsa, Atithigva, Ayu subject unto this king, the young, the mighty.
 May we protected by the Gods hereafter remain thy very pro sperous friends, O Indra.
Thee we extol, enjoying through thy favour life long and joyful and with store of heroes.
HYMN XXII (22)
 Hero, the Soma being pressed I pour the juice for thee to drink Sate thee and finish thy carouse.
 Let not the fools, or those who mock, beguile thee when they seek thine aid: Love not the enemies of prayer.
 Here let them with rich milky draught cheer thee to great munificence: Drink as the wild bull drinks the lake.
 Praise, even as he is known, with song Indra, the guardian of the kine, The Son of Truth, Lord of the brave.
 Hither his bay steeds have been sent, red steeds are on the sacred grass.
Where we in concert sing our songs.
 For Indra, Thunder armed, the kine have yielded mingled milk and meath, What time he found them in the vault.
HYMN XXIII (23)
 Invoked to drink the Soma juice come with thy bay steeds, Thunder armed! Come, Indra, hitherward, to me.
 Our priest is seated true to time; the grass is regularly strewn; The pressing stones were set at morn.
 These prayers, O thou who bearest prayer, are offered.
Seat thee on the grass.
Hero, enjoy the offered cake.
 O Vritra slayer, be thou pleased with these libations, with these hymns, Song loving Indra, with our lauds.
 Our hymns caress the Lord of Strength, vast, drinker of the Soma s juice, [p. 283] Indra, as mother cows their calf.
 Delight thee with the juice we pour for thine own great munificence: Yield not thy singer to reproach.
 We, Indra, dearly loving thee, bearing oblation, sing thee hymns: Thou, Vasu, nearly lovest us.
 O thou to whom thy Bays are dear, loose not thy horses far from us: Here glad thee, Indra, Lord Divine.
 May long maned courses, dropping oil, bring thee on swift car hitherward.
Indra, to seat thee on the grass.
HYMN XXIV (24)
 Come to the juice that we have pressed, to Soma, Indra! blent with milk: Come, favouring us, thy bay drawn car!
 Come, Indra, to this gladdening drink, placed on the grass, pressed out with stones: Wilt thou not drink thy fill thereof?
 To Indra have my songs of praise gone forth, thus rapidly sent hence, To turn him to the Soma draught.
 Hither with songs of praise we call Indra to drink the Soma.
juice: Will he not come to us by lauds?
 Indra, these Somas are expressed, Take them within thy belly, Lord Of Hundred Powers, thou Prince of wealth.
 We know thee winner of the spoil and resolute in battles, Sage! Therefore thy blessing we implore.
 Borne hither by thy stallions, drink, Indra, this juice which we have pressed, Mingled with barley and with milk.
 Indra, for thee in thine own place I urge the Soma for thy draught: [p. 284] Deep in thy heart let it remain.
 We call on thee, the Ancient One, Indra, to drink the Soma juice, We Kusikas who seek thine aid.
HYMN XXV (25)
 Indra, the mortal man well guarded by thine aid goes foremost in the wealth of horses and of kine.
With amplest wealth thou fillest him, as round about the waters clearly seen afar fill Sindhu full.
 The heavenly waters come not nigh the priestly bowl: they but look down and see how far mid air is spread: The Deities conduct the pious man to them: like suitors they delight in him who loveth prayer.
 Praiseworthy blessing hast thou laid upon the pair who with uplifted ladle serve thee, man and wife.
Unchecked he dwells and prospers in thy law: thy power brings blessing to the sacrificer pouring gifts.
 First the Angirases won themselves vital power, whose fires were kindled through good deeds and sacrifice.
The men together found the Pani s hoarded wealth, the cattle, and the wealth in horses and in kine,
 Atharvan first by sacrifices laid the path; then, guardian of the Law, sprang up the loving Sun.
Usana Kavya drove the kine hither with him: let us with offer ings honour Yama s deathless birth.
 When sacred grass is trimmed to aid the auspicious work, or the hymn makes its voice of praise sound to the sky, Where the stone rings as it were a singer skilled in laud, Indra in truth delights when these come near to him.
 To make thee start, a strong true draught I offer to thee the Bull, O thou whom bay steeds carry.
Here take delight.
O Indra, in our voices while thou art hymned with power and all our spirit.
HYMN XXVI (26)
 In every need, in every fray we call, as friends, to succour us Indra the mightiest of all.
 If he will hear us let him come with succour of a thousand kinds, And all that strengthens, to our call.
 I call him, mighty to resist, the Hero of our ancient home, Thee whom my sire invoked of old.
 They who stand round him as he moves harness the bright, the ruddy steed: The lights are shining in the sky.
 On both sides of the car they yoke the two bay coursers dear to him, Bold, tawny, bearers of the thief.
 Thou, making light where no light was, and form, O Men! where form was not, Wast born together with the Dawns.
HYMN XXVII (27)
 If I, O Indra, were, like thee, the single sovran of all wealth.
My worshipper should be rich in kine.
 I should be fain, O Lord of Might, to strengthen and enrich the sage, Were I the lord of herds of kine,
 To worshippers who press the juice thy goodness, Indra, is a cow.
Yielding in plenty kine and steeds.
 None is there, Indra, God or man, to hinder thy munificence, The wealth which, lauded, thou wilt give.
 The sacrifice made Indra strong when he unrolled the earth and made Himself a diaden in heaven.
 Thine aid we claim, O Indra, thine who after thou hast waxen great.
Hast won all treasures for thine own.
HYMN XXVIII (28)
 In Soma s ecstasy Indra spread the firmament and realms of light.
When he cleft Vala limb from limb.
 Showing the hidden he draye forth the cows for the Angirases, And Vala he cast headlong down.
 By Indra were the luminous realms of heaven established and secured.
Firm and immovable in their place.
 Indra, thy laud moves quickly like a joyous wave of water floods.
Bright shine the drops that gladden thee.
HYMN XXIX (29)
For thou, O Indra, art the God whom hymns and praises magnify: Thou blessest those who worship thee.
 Bay horses with their long manes bring Indra to drink the Soma juice, The Bountiful to our sacrifice.
 With waters foam thou torest off, Indra, the head of Namuchi, Subduing all contending hosts.
 The Dasyus, when they fain would climb by magic arts and mount to heaven, Thou, Indra, castest down to earth.
 As Soma drinker conquering all, thou scatteredst to every side Their band who poured no gifts to thee.