Sama Veda

FIRST PART

BOOK III

Chapter I

Decade I Indra

1

Let Soma juices make thee glad! Display thy bounty, Thunderer:
Drive off the enemies of prayer!

2

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

3

Indra hath ever thought of you and tended you with care. The God,
Heroic Indra, is not checked.

4

Let the drops pass within thee as the rivers flow into the sea
O Indra, naught excelleth thee!

5

Indra, the singers with high praise, Indra reciters with their lauds,
Indra the choirs have glorified.

6

May Indra give, to aid us wealth handy that rules the skilful ones!
Yea, may the Strong give potent wealth

7

Verily Indra, conquering all, drives even mighty fear away,
For firm is he and swift to act.

8

These songs with every draught we pour come, lover of the song, to thee
As milch-kine hasten to their calves.

9

Indra and Wishan will we call for friendship and prosperity,
And for the winning of the spoil.

10

O Indra, Vritra-slayer, naught is better, mightier than thou
Verily there is none like thee!