Atharvaveda · Sūkta 20.52
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20.52.1
वयं घ त्वा सुतावन्त आपो न वृक्तबर्हिषः ।
पवित्रस्य प्रस्रवणेषु वृत्रहन् परि स्तोतार आसते ॥ २०.५२.१ ॥
We who have pressed the soma, with the cut sacred grass laid down, are with you like waters. Slayer of Vṛtra, the praisers sit around you in the streams of the filter.
20.52.2
स्वरन्ति त्वा सुते नरो वसो निरेक उक्थिनः ।
कदा सुतं तृषाण ओक आ गम इन्द्र स्वब्दीव वंसगः ॥ २०.५२.२ ॥
O bounteous one, while the soma is pressed the men who recite the hymns sing aloud to you. When, thirsting, will you come to the pressed soma at the dwelling, Indra, going to your desired place like a rain-cloud of the good year?
20.52.3
कण्वेभिर्धृष्णवा धृसद्वाजं दर्षि सहस्रिणम् ।
पिशङ्गरूपं मघवन् विचर्षणे मक्षू गोमन्तमीमहे ॥ २०.५२.३ ॥
With the Kaṇvas, O bold one, you split open the thousandfold strength of tawny form. O bounteous one, O all-seeing one, we quickly beg for wealth rich in cattle.