Ṛgveda · Sūkta 10.112
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10.112.1
इन्द्र॒ पिब॑ प्रतिका॒मं सु॒तस्य॑ प्रातःसा॒वस्तव॒ हि पू॒र्वपी॑तिः ।
हर्ष॑स्व॒ हन्त॑वे शूर॒ शत्रू॑नु॒क्थेभि॑ष्टे वी॒र्या॑ प्र ब्र॑वाम ॥
O Indra, drink the pressed soma as you desire; the morning offering is your first drink. O hero, rejoice to slay the enemies; with hymns we shall proclaim your heroic deeds.
10.112.2
यस्ते॒ रथो॒ मन॑सो॒ जवी॑या॒नेन्द्र॒ तेन॑ सोम॒पेया॑य याहि ।
तूय॒मा ते॒ हर॑यः॒ प्र द्र॑वन्तु॒ येभि॒र्यासि॒ वृष॑भि॒र्मन्द॑मानः ॥
With the chariot that is swifter than thought, O Indra, come hither to drink soma. Let those bay horses run forward, by which you ride gladdened with the stallions.
10.112.3
हरि॑त्वता॒ वर्च॑सा॒ सूर्य॑स्य॒ श्रेष्ठै॑ रू॒पैस्त॒न्वं॑ स्पर्शयस्व ।
अ॒स्माभि॑रिन्द्र॒ सखि॑भिर्हुवा॒नः स॑ध्रीची॒नो मा॑दयस्वा नि॒षद्य॑ ॥
Let your body be touched with the best forms of the sun's tawny splendor. O Indra, invoked by us friends, sit down and rejoice.
10.112.4
यस्य॒ त्यत्ते॑ महि॒मानं॒ मदे॑षु इ॒मे म॒ही रोद॑सी॒ नावि॑विक्ताम् ।
तदोक॒ आ हरि॑भिरिन्द्र यु॒क्तैः प्रि॒येभि॑र्याहि प्रि॒यमन्न॒मच्छ॑ ॥
That greatness of yours, which in your intoxications even these great heaven and earth could not separate, is your home. O Indra, come with yoked bay horses and dear companions, to the dear food.
10.112.5
यस्य॒ शश्व॑त्पपि॒वाँ इ॑न्द्र॒ शत्रू॑ननानुकृ॒त्या रण्या॑ च॒कर्थ॑ ।
स ते॒ पुरं॑धिं॒ तवि॑षीमियर्ति॒ स ते॒ मदा॑य सु॒त इ॑न्द्र॒ सोमः॑ ॥
Having always drunk, O Indra, you have performed matchless deeds and battle-spoils against the enemies; that soma stirs up your mighty prayer-hold. For your intoxication, O Indra, the soma has been pressed.
10.112.6
इ॒दं ते॒ पात्रं॒ सन॑वित्तमिन्द्र॒ पिबा॒ सोम॑मे॒ना श॑तक्रतो ।
पू॒र्ण आ॑हा॒वो म॑दि॒रस्य॒ मध्वो॒ यं विश्व॒ इद॑भि॒हर्य॑न्ति दे॒वाः ॥
This is your vessel, which gives delight; O Indra, drink soma with it, O hundred-wise one. Toward this full, intoxicating, sweet bowl all the gods indeed converge.
10.112.7
वि हि त्वामि॑न्द्र पुरु॒धा जना॑सो हि॒तप्र॑यसो वृषभ॒ ह्वय॑न्ते ।
अ॒स्माकं॑ ते॒ मधु॑मत्तमानी॒मा भु॑व॒न्त्सव॑ना॒ तेषु॑ हर्य ॥
O Indra, O bull, the many people whose works are dear call upon you. May these our pressings be sweetest with honey; in them, be pleased.
10.112.8
प्र त॑ इन्द्र पू॒र्व्याणि॒ प्र नू॒नं वी॒र्या॑ वोचं प्रथ॒मा कृ॒तानि॑ ।
स॒ती॒नम॑न्युरश्रथायो॒ अद्रिं॑ सुवेद॒नाम॑कृणो॒र्ब्रह्म॑णे॒ गाम् ॥
O Indra, I now proclaim clearly your ancient deeds, the heroic acts you first performed. Of true wrath, you split the rock and made the cow easy to win for the priest.
10.112.9
नि षु सी॑द गणपते ग॒णेषु॒ त्वामा॑हु॒र्विप्र॑तमं कवी॒नाम् ।
न ऋ॒ते त्वत्क्रि॑यते॒ किं च॒नारे म॒हाम॒र्कं म॑घवञ्चि॒त्रम॑र्च ॥
Sit down well among the hosts, O lord of hosts. They call you the most wise of seers; nothing whatever is done without you. O bountiful one, sing a great praise, a brilliant song.
10.112.10
अ॒भि॒ख्या नो॑ मघव॒न्नाध॑माना॒न्त्सखे॑ बो॒धि व॑सुपते॒ सखी॑नाम् ।
रणं॑ कृधि रणकृत्सत्यशु॒ष्माभ॑क्ते चि॒दा भ॑जा रा॒ये अ॒स्मान् ॥
O bountiful one, look upon us who seek help. O friend, O lord of wealth, take notice of us among your friends. O maker of battle, O one of true might, make the contest; even in the one who shares not, make us share for wealth.