Ṛgveda · Sūkta 7.102

7.102.1

प॒र्जन्या॑य॒ प्र गा॑यत दि॒वस्पु॒त्राय॑ मी॒ळ्हुषे॑ ।
स नो॒ यव॑समिच्छतु ॥

Sing forth to Parjanya, son of the sky, the bountiful one. May he grant us fodder.

यो गर्भ॒मोष॑धीनां॒ गवां॑ कृ॒णोत्यर्व॑ताम् ।
प॒र्जन्यः॑ पुरु॒षीणा॑म् ॥

He who makes the embryo of the plants, of the cows and of the horses, Parjanya, makes also that of human beings.

तस्मा॒ इदा॒स्ये॑ ह॒विर्जु॒होता॒ मधु॑मत्तमम् ।
इळां॑ नः सं॒यतं॑ करत् ॥

For him indeed, pour into the mouth the sweetest oblation. May he bring about for us a united Ilā.