Rig-Veda Book 1: HYMN XVI. Indra

1 LET thy Bay Steeds bring thee, the Strong, hither to drink the Soma draught— Those, Indra, who are bright as suns. 2 Here are the grains bedewed with oil: hither let the Bay Coursers bring Indra upon his easiest car. 3 Indra at early morn we call, Indra in course of sacrifice, Indra to drink the Soma juice. 4 Come hither, with thy long-maned Steeds, O Indra, to he draught we pour We call thee when the juice is shed. 5 Come thou to this our song of praise, to the libation poured for thee Drink of it like a stag athirst. 6 Here are the drops of Soma juice expressed on sacred grass: thereof Drink, Indra, to increase thy might. 7 Welcome to thee be this our hymn, reaching thy heart, most excellent: Then drink the Soma juice expressed. 8 To every draught of pressed-out juice Indra, the Vṛtra-slayer, comes, To drink the Soma for delight. 9 Fulfil, O Śatakratu, all our wish with horses and with kine: With holy thoughts we sing thy praise.