सूक्त ४५

स पवस्व मदाय कं नृचक्षा देववीतये। इन्दविन्द्राय पीतये॥

sa pavasva madāya kaṁ nṛcakṣā devavītaye | indavindrāya pītaye ||

FLOW, thou who viewest men, to give delight, to entertain the Gods, Indu, to Indra for his drink.

स नो अर्षाभि दूत्यं त्वमिन्द्राय तोशसे। देवान्सखिभ्य आ वरम्॥

sa no arṣābhi dūtyaṁ tvamindrāya tośase | devānsakhibhya ā varam ||

Stream to thine embassy for us: thou hastenest, for Indra, to The Gods, O better than our friends.

उत त्वामरुणं वयं गोभिरञ्ज्मो मदाय कम्। वि नो राये दुरो वृधि॥

uta tvāmaruṇaṁ vayaṁ gobhirañjmo madāya kam | vi no rāye duro vṛdhi ||

We balm thee, red of hue, with milk to fit thee for the rapturous joy: Unbar for us the doors of wealth.

अत्यू पवित्रमक्रमीद्वाजी धुरं न यामनि। इन्दुर्देवेषु पत्यते॥

atyū pavitramakramīdvājī dhuraṁ na yāmani | indurdeveṣu patyate ||

He through the sieve hath passed, as comes a courser to the pole, to run Indu belongs unto the Gods.

समी सखायो अस्वरन्वने क्रीळन्तमत्यविम्। इन्दुं नावा अनूषत॥

samī sakhāyo asvaranvane krīḻantamatyavim | induṁ nāvā anūṣata ||

All friends have lauded him as he sports in the wood, beyond the fleece: Singers have chanted Indu's praise.

तया पवस्व धारया यया पीतो विचक्षसे। इन्दो स्तोत्रे सुवीर्यम्॥

tayā pavasva dhārayā yayā pīto vicakṣase | indo stotre suvīryam ||

Flow, Indu, with that stream wherein steeped thou announcest to the man Who worships thee heroic strength.