Rigveda 6.40

HYMN XL. INDRA · ५ बार्हस्पत्यो भरद्वाज: । इन्द्र: । त्रिष्टुप् ।

6.40.1

इन्द्र॒ पिब॒ तुभ्यं॑ सु॒तो मदा॒याऽव॑ स्य॒ हरी॒ वि मु॑चा॒ सखा॑या | उ॒त प्र गा॑य ग॒ण आ नि॒षद्याऽथा॑ य॒ज्ञाय॑ गृण॒ते वयो॑ धाः ||

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6.40.1

इन्द्र॒ पिब॒ तुभ्यं॑ सु॒तो मदा॒याऽव॑ स्य॒ हरी॒ वि मु॑चा॒ सखा॑या | उ॒त प्र गा॑य ग॒ण आ नि॒षद्याऽथा॑ य॒ज्ञाय॑ गृण॒ते वयो॑ धाः ||

DRINK, Indra; juice is shed to make thee joyful: loose thy Bay Steeds and give thy friends their freedom. Begin the song, seated in our assembly. Give strength for sacrifice to him who singeth.

6.40.2

अस्य॑ पिब॒ यस्य॑ जज्ञा॒न इ॑न्द्र॒ मदा॑य॒ क्रत्वे॒ अपि॑बो विरप्शिन् | तमु॑ ते॒ गावो॒ नर॒ आपो॒ अद्रि॒रिन्दुं॒ सम॑ह्यन्पी॒तये॒ सम॑स्मै ||

Drink thou of this whereof at birth, O Indra, thou drankest, Mighty One for power and rapture. The men, the pressing-stones, the cows, the waters have made this Soma ready for thy drinking.

6.40.3

समि॑द्धे अ॒ग्नौ सु॒त इ॑न्द्र॒ सोम॒ आ त्वा॑ वहन्तु॒ हर॑यो॒ वहि॑ष्ठाः | त्वा॒य॒ता मन॑सा जोहवी॒मीन्द्रा या॑हि सुवि॒ताय॑ म॒हे न॑: ||

The fire is kindled, Soma pressed, O Indra: let thy Bays, best to draw, convey thee hither. With mind devoted, Indra, I invoke thee. Come, for our great prosperity approach us.

6.40.4

आ या॑हि॒ शश्व॑दुश॒ता य॑या॒थेन्द्र॑ म॒हा मन॑सा सोम॒पेय॑म् | उप॒ ब्रह्मा॑णि शृणव इ॒मा नोऽथा॑ ते य॒ज्ञस्त॒न्वे॒३ वयो॑ धात् ||

Indra, come hither: evermore thou camest through our great strong desire to drink the Soma. Listen and hear the prayers which now we offer, and let this sacrifice increase thy vigour.

6.40.5

यदि॑न्द्र दि॒वि पार्ये॒ यदृध॒ग्यद्वा॒ स्वे सद॑ने॒ यत्र॒ वासि॑ | अतो॑ नो य॒ज्ञमव॑से नि॒युत्वा॑न्त्स॒जोषा॑: पाहि गिर्वणो म॒रुद्भि॑: ||

Mayst thou, O Indra, on the day of trial, present or absent, wheresoe’er thou dwellest, Thence, with thy team, accordant with the Maruts, Song-lover! guard our sacrifice, to help us.