Sukta 92

Mantra 1

आ वायो भूष शुचिपा उप नः सहस्रं ते नियुतो विश्ववार । उपो ते अन्धो मद्यमयामि यस्य देव दधिषे पूर्वपेयम् ॥

Come, O Vāyu, take thy seat, O pure-drinker, near to us; a thousand are thy yoked powers, O bearer of all boons. I bring to thee the rapture-draught, the soma-essence, which thou, O god, hast set to drink first—before all others.

Mantra 2

प्र सोता जीरो अध्वरेष्वस्थात्सोममिन्द्राय वायवे पिबध्यै । प्र यद्वां मध्वो अग्रियं भरन्त्यध्वर्यवो देवयन्तः शचीभिः ॥

Forward has the swift-pressing priest taken his stand in the inner sacrifice, that Indra and Vāyu may drink the soma. For the adhvaryus, aspiring to the divine, bring forward for you two the foremost honeyed essence with their effective powers of skill.

Mantra 3

प्र याभिर्यासि दाश्वांसमच्छा नियुद्भिर्वायविष्टये दुरोणे । नि नो रयिं सुभोजसं युवस्व नि वीरं गव्यमश्व्यं च राधः ॥

With those yoked powers by which thou comest to the giver, O Vāyu, to the house of the worshipper, bring down for us a wealth of rich enjoyment. Bring down also the hero-force, and the luminous herds and the swift energies—thy bounty.

Mantra 4

ये वायव इन्द्रमादनास आदेवासो नितोशनासो अर्यः । घ्नन्तो वृत्राणि सूरिभिः ष्याम सासह्वांसो युधा नृभिरमित्रान् ॥

O Vāyus (powers of the Life-Wind), delighting in Indra, godward and eager for the increase, noble in the march—may we, with our illumined leaders, smite the Vṛtras. May we be conquerors in the battle, overcoming the hostile forces with our strong men.

Mantra 5

आ नो नियुद्भिः शतिनीभिरध्वरं सहस्रिणीभिरुप याहि यज्ञम् । वायो अस्मिन्त्सवने मादयस्व यूयं पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः ॥

Come to us with thy yoked powers by hundreds and by thousands; draw near to the sacrifice, to the offering-work. O Vāyu, in this pressing be filled with rapture; and do you guard us always with the harmonies of well-being.