Sama Veda

First part, Book 3, 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!