Sukta 14

Mantra 1

अध्वर्यवो भरतेन्द्राय सोममामत्रेभिः सिञ्चता मद्यमन्धः । कामी हि वीरः सदमस्य पीतिं जुहोत वृष्णे तदिदेष वष्टि ॥

O Adhvaryus, bring the Soma to Indra; with the pressing-vessels pour out the intoxicating essence. For the Hero is ever a lover of this drinking: offer it to the Bull; this indeed is what he chooses and wills.

Mantra 2

अध्वर्यवो यो अपो वव्रिवांसं वृत्रं जघानाशन्येव वृक्षम् । तस्मा एतं भरत तद्वशायँ एष इन्द्रो अर्हति पीतिमस्य ॥

O Adhvaryus, he who smote Vṛtra who had enveloped the waters, as a thunderbolt fells a tree—bring for him this Soma, obedient to that will; this Indra deserves the drinking of it.

Mantra 3

अध्वर्यवो यो दृभीकं जघान यो गा उदाजदप हि वलं वः । तस्मा एतमन्तरिक्षे न वातमिन्द्रं सोमैरोर्णुत जूर्न वस्त्रैः ॥

O Adhvaryus, he who smote Dṛbhīka, he who drove forth the Rays (cows) and cast away the cave of Vala for you—clothe that Indra with Soma as the mid-region is clothed with wind, as a swift one with garments.

Mantra 4

अध्वर्यवो य उरणं जघान नव चख्वांसं नवतिं च बाहून् । यो अर्बुदमव नीचा बबाधे तमिन्द्रं सोमस्य भृथे हिनोत ॥

O Adhvaryus, he who smote Uraṇa, and the nine Cakhvāṃsas and the ninety arms; he who thrust down Arbuda low beneath—impel that Indra forward in the bearing of Soma.

Mantra 5

अध्वर्यवो यः स्वश्नं जघान यः शुष्णमशुषं यो व्यंसम् । यः पिप्रुं नमुचिं यो रुधिक्रां तस्मा इन्द्रायान्धसो जुहोत ॥

O Adhvaryus, he who smote Svaśna, he who slew Śuṣṇa the drought, and Vyaṃsa; he who struck Pipru, Namuci, and Rudhi-krā—offer to that Indra the pressed essence of Soma.

Mantra 6

अध्वर्यवो यः शतं शम्बरस्य पुरो बिभेदाश्मनेव पूर्वीः । यो वर्चिनः शतमिन्द्रः सहस्रमपावपद्भरता सोममस्मै ॥

O Adhvaryus, he who shattered a hundred strongholds of Śambara, the ancient ones, as with a stone; he who, Indra, cast down a hundred, a thousand of the shining foes—bring Soma for him.

Mantra 7

अध्वर्यवो यः शतमा सहस्रं भूम्या उपस्थेऽवपज्जघन्वान् । कुत्सस्यायोरतिथिग्वस्य वीरान्न्यावृणग्भरता सोममस्मै ॥

O Adhvaryus, he who cast down a hundred and a thousand upon the lap of Earth, slaying; he who secured the heroes of Kutsa, of Āyu, of Atithigva—bring Soma for him.

Mantra 8

अध्वर्यवो यन्नरः कामयाध्वे श्रुष्टी वहन्तो नशथा तदिन्द्रे । गभस्तिपूतं भरत श्रुतायेन्द्राय सोमं यज्यवो जुहोत ॥

O Adhvaryus, whatever you men desire and achieve, bearing the well-yoked (pressings), place that in Indra. Bring the Soma purified by the rays (hands); offer, O sacrificers, the Soma to Indra who is the Heard-of (the One who answers the call).

Mantra 9

अध्वर्यवः कर्तना श्रुष्टिमस्मै वने निपूतं वन उन्नयध्वम् । जुषाणो हस्त्यमभि वावशे व इन्द्राय सोमं मदिरं जुहोत ॥

O Adhvaryus, fashion the well-yoking for him; in the wood, the Soma is purified—raise it up from the wood. Accepting it, he bellows toward your mighty strength: offer to Indra the exhilarating Soma.

Mantra 10

अध्वर्यवः पयसोधर्यथा गोः सोमेभिरीं पृणता भोजमिन्द्रम् । वेदाहमस्य निभृतं म एतद्दित्सन्तं भूयो यजतश्चिकेत ॥

O Adhvaryus, as one fills the udder of the Cow with its milk, so with Soma-powers fill Indra the Enjoyer. I know this secret held within him—he who would give; therefore, worship again and learn to discern (his working).

Mantra 11

अध्वर्यवो यो दिव्यस्य वस्वो यः पार्थिवस्य क्षम्यस्य राजा । तमूर्दरं न पृणता यवेनेन्द्रं सोमेभिस्तदपो वो अस्तु ॥

O Adhvaryus, he who is king of the heavenly riches and king of the earthly and grounded realm—fill that Indra as one fills a swelling storehouse, with grain and with Soma; let that work be your effective means (your ‘waters’ of accomplishment).

Mantra 12

अस्मभ्यं तद्वसो दानाय राधः समर्थयस्व बहु ते वसव्यम् । इन्द्र यच्चित्रं श्रवस्या अनु द्यून्बृहद्वदेम विदथे सुवीराः ॥

For us, O Lord of the riches, make ready that power of giving—your abundant wealth of being. O Indra, so that through the days we may speak the vast and luminous word of fame in the assemblies, becoming full of heroic force.