{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/rigveda/rv01176.htm","path":"hin/rigveda/rv01176.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/rigveda/rv01176.htm","text":"Rig Veda, tr. by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1896]\n1. CHEER thee with draughts to win us bliss: Soma, pierce Indra in thy strength.\n Thou stormest trembling in thy rage, and findest not a foeman nigh.\n 2 Make our songs penetrate to him who is the Only One of men;\n For whom the sacred food is spread, as the steer ploughs the barley in.\n 3 Within whose hands deposited all the Five Peoples\u2019 treasures rest.\n Mark thou the man who injures us and kill him like the heavenly bolt.\n 4 Slay everyone who pours no gift, who, hard to reach, delights thee not.\n Bestow on us what wealth he hath: this even the worshipper awaits.\n 5 Thou helpest him the doubly strong whose hymns were sung unceasingly.\n When Indra fought, O Soma, thou helpest the mighty in the fray.\n 6 As thou, O Indra, to the ancient singers wast ever joy, like water to the thirsty,\n So unto thee I sing this invocation. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.","title":"Rig Veda: Rig-Veda Book 1: HYMN CLXXVI. Indra.","type":"page"}