Sukta 42

उप नः सुतमा गहि सोममिन्द्र गवाशिरम्। हरिभ्यां यस्ते अस्मयुः॥

upa naḥ sutamā gahi somamindra gavāśiram | haribhyāṁ yaste asmayuḥ ||

COME to the juice that we have pressed, to Sorna, Indra, bleat with milk: Come, favouring us, thy Bay-drawn car!

तमिन्द्र मदमा गहि बर्हिःष्ठां ग्रावभिः सुतम्। कुविन्न्वस्य तृप्णवः॥

tamindra madamā gahi barhiḥṣṭhāṁ grāvabhiḥ sutam | kuvinnvasya tṛpṇavaḥ ||

Come, Indra, to this gladdening drink, placed on the grass, pressed out with stones: Wilt thou not drink thy fill thereof?

इन्द्रमित्था गिरो ममाच्छागुरिषिता इतः। आवृते सोमपीतये॥

indramitthā giro mamācchāguriṣitā itaḥ | āvṛte somapītaye ||

To Indra have my songs of praise gone forth, thus rapidly sent hence, To turn him to the Soma-draught.

इन्द्रं सोमस्य पीतये स्तोमैरिह हवामहे। उक्थेभिः कुविदागमत्॥

indraṁ somasya pītaye stomairiha havāmahe | ukthebhiḥ kuvidāgamat ||

Hither with songs of praise we call Indra to drink the Soma juice: Will he not come to us by lauds?

इन्द्र सोमाः सुता इमे तान्दधिष्व शतक्रतो। जठरे वाजिनीवसो॥

indra somāḥ sutā ime tāndadhiṣva śatakrato | jaṭhare vājinīvaso ||

Indra, these Somas are expressed. Take them within thy belly, Lord Of Hundred Powers, thou Prince of Wealth.

विद्मा हि त्वा धनंजयं वाजेषु दधृषं कवे। अधा ते सुम्नमीमहे॥

vidmā hi tvā dhanaṁjayaṁ vājeṣu dadhṛṣaṁ kave | adhā te sumnamīmahe ||

We know thee winner of the spoil, and resolute in battles, Sage! Therefore thy blessing we implore.

इममिन्द्र गवाशिरं यवाशिरं च नः पिब। आगत्या वृषभिः सुतम्॥

imamindra gavāśiraṁ yavāśiraṁ ca naḥ piba | āgatyā vṛṣabhiḥ sutam ||

Borne hither by thy Stallions, drink, Indra, this juice which we have pressed, Mingled with barley and with milk.

तुभ्येदिन्द्र स्व ओक्ये सोमं चोदामि पीतये। एष रारन्तु ते हृदि॥

tubhyedindra sva okye somaṁ codāmi pītaye | eṣa rārantu te hṛdi ||

Indra, for thee, in thine own place, I urge the Soma for thy draught: Deep in thy heart let it remain,

त्वां सुतस्य पीतये प्रत्नमिन्द्र हवामहे। कुशिकासो अवस्यवः॥

tvāṁ sutasya pītaye pratnamindra havāmahe | kuśikāso avasyavaḥ ||

We call on thee, the Ancient One, Indra, to drink the Soma juice, We Kusikas who seek thine aid.