Atharvaveda · Sūkta 20.7

20.7.1

उद्घेदभि श्रुतामघं वृषभं नर्यापसम् ।
अस्तारमेषि सूर्य ॥ २०.७.१ ॥

Indeed, rise up toward the famed lord of wealth, the bull, the active one among men; you are the hurler, you go toward the sun.

नव यो नवतिं पुरो बिभेद बाह्वोजसा ।
अहिं च वृत्रहावधीत् ॥ २०.७.२ ॥

He who with the might of his arms split ninety-nine fortresses, and the slayer of Vṛtra struck down the serpent.

स न इन्द्रः शिवः सखाश्वावद्गोमद्यवमत् ।
उरुधारेव दोहते ॥ २०.७.३ ॥

May that Indra, the kindly friend, bestow upon us horses, cattle and barley, as a broad-streamed cow yields milk.

इन्द्र क्रतुविदं सुतं सोमं हर्य पुरुष्टुत ।
पिबा वृषस्व तातृपिम् ॥ २०.७.४ ॥

O Indra, knower of the rite, much-praised one, come to the pressed soma; drink, rejoice, until you are satisfied.