2008, 130th day - rigveda130

HYMN CXXX. Indra.
1. Come to us, Indra, from afar, conducting us even as a lord of
heroes to the gatherings, home, like a King, his heroes' lord.
We come with gifts of pleasant food, with juice poured forth, invoking
thee,
As sons invite a sire, that thou mayst get thee strength thee,
bounteousest, to get thee strength.
2 O Indra, drink the Soma juice pressed out with stones. poured from
the reservoir, as an ox drinks the spring, a very thirsty bull the
spring.
For the sweet draught that gladdens thee, for mightiest freshening of
thy strength.
Let thy Bay Horses bring thee hither as the Sun, as every day they
bring the Sun.
3 He found the treasure brought from heaven that lay concealed, close-
hidden, like the nestling of a bird, in rock, enclosed in never-ending
rock.
Best Aṅgiras, bolt-armed, he strove to win, as ’twere, the stall of
kine;
So Indra hath disclosed the food concealed, disclosed the doors, the
food that lay concealed.
4 Grasping his thunderbolt with both hands, Indra made its edge most
keen, for hurling, like a carving-knife for Ahi's slaughter made it
keen.
Endued with majesty and strength, O Indra, and with lordly might,
Thou crashest down the trees, as when a craftsman fells, crashest them
down as with an axe.
5 Thou, Indra, without effort hast let loose the floods to run their
free course down,
like chariots, to the sea, like chariots showing forth their strength.
They, reaching hence away, have joined their strength for one eternal
end,
Even as the cows who poured forth every thing for man, Yea, poured
forth all things for mankind.
6 Eager for riches, men have formed for thee this song, like as a
skilful craftsman fashioneth a car, so have they wrought thee to their
bliss;
Adorning thee, O Singer, like a generous steed for deeds of might,
Yea, like a steed to show his strength and win the prize, that he may
bear each prize away.
7 For Pūru thou hast shattered, Indra ninety forts, for Divodāsa thy
boon servant with thy bolt, O Dancer, for thy worshipper.
For Atithigva he, the Strong, brought Śambara. from the mountain down,
Distributing the mighty treasures with his strength, parting all
treasures with his strength.
8 Indra in battles help his Āryan worshipper, he who hath hundred
helps at hand in every fray, in frays that win the light of heaven.
Plaguing the lawless he gave up to Manu's seed the dusky skin;
Blazing, ’twere, he burns each covetous man away, he burns, the
tyrannous away.
9 Waxed strong in might at dawn he tore the Sun's wheel off. Bright
red, he steals away their speech, the Lord of Power, their speech he
steals away from them,
As thou with eager speed, O Sage, hast come from far away to help,
As winning for thine own all happiness of men, winning all happiness
each day.
10 Lauded with our new hymns, O vigorous in deed, save us with
strengthening help, thou Shatterer of the Forts!
Thou, Indra, praised by Divodāsa's clansmen, as heaven grows great
with days, shalt wax in glory.

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indra, shatterer of the forts!