{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/av/av20137.htm","path":"hin/av/av20137.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/av/av20137.htm","text":"Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]\n1When, foul with secret spot and stain, ye hastened onward to\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the breast.\n \u00a0\u00a0All Indra's enemies were slain and passed away like froth and\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0foam.\n 2Indra is he, O men, who gives us happiness: sport, urge the\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0giver of delight to win the spoil.\n \u00a0\u00a0Bring quickly down, O priests, hither to give us aid, to drink\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the Soma, Indra son of Nishtigri.\n 3So have I glorified with praise strong Dadhikr\u0101van, conquering\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0steed.\n \u00a0\u00a0Sweet may he make our mouths; may he prolong the days we\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0have to live.\n 4The Somas very rich in sweets, for which the sieve is destined,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0flow,\n \u00a0\u00a0Effused, the source of Indra's joy. May your strong juices reach\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the Gods.\n 5Indu flows on for Indra's sake\u2014thus have the deities declared.\n \u00a0\u00a0The Lord of Speech exerts himself, ruler of all, because of\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0might.\n 6Inciter of the voice of song, with thousand streams the ocean\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0flows,\n \u00a0\u00a0Even Soma, Lord of Opulence, the friend of Indra, day by day.\n 7The black drop sank in Ansumati's bosom, advancing with ten\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0thousand round about it.\n \u00a0\u00a0Indra with might longed for it as it panted: the hero-hearted\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0laid aside his weapons.\n 8I saw the drop in the far distance moving, on the slope bank of\n \u00a0\u00a0Ansumati's river,\n \u00a0\u00a0Like a black cloud that sank into the water. Heroes. I send you\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0forth. Go, fight in battle.\n 9And then the drop in Ansumati's bosom, splendid with light,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0assumed its proper body;\n \u00a0\u00a0And Indra with Brihaspati to aid him, conquered the godless\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0tribes that came against him.\n 10Then, at thy birth, thou wast the foeman, Indra, of those the\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0seven who ne'er had met a rival. p. 374\n \u00a0\u00a0The hidden pair, the heaven and earth, thou foundest, and to\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the mighty worlds thou gavest pleasure.\n 11So, Thunder-armed! thou with thy bolt of thunder didst boldly\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0smite that power which none might equal;\n \u00a0\u00a0With weapons broughtest low the might of Sushna, and, Indra,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0foundest by thy strength the cattle.\n 12We make this Indra very strong to strike the mighty Vritra\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0dead:\n \u00a0\u00a0A vigorous Hero shall he be.\n 13Indra was made for giving, set, most mighty, o'er the joyous\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0draught,\n \u00a0\u00a0Bright, meet for Soma, famed in song.\n 14By song, as 'twere, the powerful bolt which none may parry was\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0prepared:\n \u00a0\u00a0Lofty, invincible he grew.","title":"Atharva Veda: Book 20: Hymn 137: A composite hymn in praise of Indra","type":"page"}