Sukta 41

Mantra 1

आ तू न इन्द्र मद्र्यग्घुवानः सोमपीतये । हरिभ्यां याह्यद्रिवः ॥

Come now to us, O Indra, turning thy joy hither at our call for the drinking of Soma; come with thy two luminous steeds, O wielder of the stone—bring the swift powers that bear the delight into the being.

Mantra 2

सत्तो होता न ऋत्वियस्तिस्तिरे बर्हिरानुषक् । अयुज्रन्प्रातरद्रयः ॥

Our seasonal priest is seated, the Hotar of the right times; the sacred grass is spread in due succession. At dawn the pressing-stones were yoked—discipline harnessed the instruments that draw out the delight for the divine work.

Mantra 3

इमा ब्रह्म ब्रह्मवाहः क्रियन्त आ बर्हिः सीद । वीहि शूर पुरोळाशम् ॥

These mantric formations are being wrought, O bearer of the mantra; sit down upon the sacred seat of wideness. Come, O hero, and partake of the offered fullness (puroḷāśa)—the substance of the work made ready for the inner sacrifice.

Mantra 4

रारन्धि सवनेषु ण एषु स्तोमेषु वृत्रहन् । उक्थेष्विन्द्र गिर्वणः ॥

Grant us your delight and plenitude in these pressings, in these hymns, O slayer of the coverer. In our spoken praises too, O Indra who rejoices in the chant, become present and effective.

Mantra 5

मतयः सोमपामुरुं रिहन्ति शवसस्पतिम् । इन्द्रं वत्सं न मातरः ॥

The thoughts, wide and seeking, cling to the Soma-drinker, the lord of force—Indra—like mothers to a calf: they gather around the power that can be nourished in us and made to grow.

Mantra 6

स मन्दस्वा ह्यन्धसो राधसे तन्वा महे । न स्तोतारं निदे करः ॥

So take your gladness in the pressed delight, for a great giving and a vast fulfillment in our being; do not make the singer a thing for blame—confirm the path of the one who calls you.

Mantra 7

वयमिन्द्र त्वायवो हविष्मन्तो जरामहे । उत त्वमस्मयुर्वसो ॥

We, O Indra, who seek you, rich in offering, strive to awaken you by our call; and you too, O giver of richness, are one who seeks us—meeting our aspiration with your answering approach.

Mantra 8

मारे अस्मद्वि मुमुचो हरिप्रियार्वाङ्याहि । इन्द्र स्वधावो मत्स्वेह ॥

Do not loosen yourself away from us, O lover of the bright steeds; come here facing us. O Indra, master of your own power, take delight here—enter the offering and the awakened field of consciousness.

Mantra 9

अर्वाञ्चं त्वा सुखे रथे वहतामिन्द्र केशिना । घृतस्नू बर्हिरासदे ॥

May the radiant ones bear you hither on the easy-going chariot, O Indra; may you come to sit upon the barhis that is dripping with clarified light—ready for your descent and your action.