Sukta 45

Mantra 1

स पवस्व मदाय कं नृचक्षा देववीतये । इन्दविन्द्राय पीतये ॥

Purify yourself, O Indu, for the ecstasy that awakens; O seer of men, for the gods’ glad coming—flow for Indra to drink, so the lord of luminous force may be empowered in us.

Mantra 2

स नो अर्षाभि दूत्यं त्वमिन्द्राय तोशसे । देवान्त्सखिभ्य आ वरम् ॥

Flow for us into the work of the messenger: you delight Indra; bring near the gods as friends, and draw down the chosen boon into our companionship with the divine.

Mantra 3

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

And you, the ruddy-flaming one, we anoint with rays of light for the ecstasy; open out for us the doors of spiritual richness, widen the passages by which the plenty enters.

Mantra 4

अत्यू पवित्रमक्रमीद्वाजी धुरं न यामनि । इन्दुर्देवेषु पत्यते ॥

He has overstepped the filter; like a strong racer taking the yoke on the course, Indu presses forward and wins lordship among the gods—establishing mastery of the purified delight in the luminous powers.

Mantra 5

समी सखायो अस्वरन्वने क्रीळन्तमत्यविम् । इन्दुं नावा अनूषत ॥

Together the comrades sounded forth, hailing the Indu in the inner forest—him who plays beyond the sheep-like tamas; as boats they bore him onward (over the currents of becoming).

Mantra 6

तया पवस्व धारया यया पीतो विचक्षसे । इन्दो स्तोत्रे सुवीर्यम् ॥

Flow purified by that stream by which, when drunk, thou becomest the wide-seeing; O Indu, bring into the hymn the plenitude of heroic force.