Sama Veda

FIRST PART

BOOK V

Chapter I

Decade II Indra

1

Still, Indra, from all ancient time rivalless ever and companionless art thou:
Thou seekest friendship but in war.

2

Him who of old hath broucht to us this and that blessing, him I magnify for you,
Even Indra, O my friends, for help.

3

Fail not when marching onward: come hither, like-spirited, stay not far away
Ye who can tame even what is firm!

4

Come hither to the dropping juice, O Lord of cornland. Lord of horses, Lord of kine:
Drink thou the Soma, Soma's Lord!

5

Hero, may we, with thee for friend, withstand the man who pants against us in his wrath,
In fight with people rich in kine!

6

Yea, kin by common ancestry, the Maruts, even the oxen, close united friends!
Are licking one another's back.

7

O Indra, bring great strength to us, bring valour, Satakratu, thou most active, bring
A hero conquering in war!

8

So, Indra, friend of song, do we draw nigh to thee with longing; we have streamed to thee
Coming like floods that follow floods

9

Sitting like birds beside thy meath, mingled with milk, which gladdeneth and exalteth thee,
Indra, to thee we sing aloud.

10

We call on thee, O matchless one! We, seeking help, possessing nothing firm ourselves,
Call on thee, wondrous, Thunder-armed.