{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/rigveda/rv10024.htm","path":"hin/rigveda/rv10024.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/rigveda/rv10024.htm","text":"Rig Veda, tr. by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1896]\n1. O INDRA, drink this Soma, pressed out in the mortar, full of sweets.\n Send down to us great riches,\u2014at your glad carouse-in thousands, O Most healthy. Thou art waxing great.\n 2 To thee with sacrifices, with oblations, and with lauds we come.\n Lord of all strength and power, grant-at your glad carouse-the best choiceworthy treasure. Thou art waxing great.\n 3 Thou who art Lord of precious boons, inciter even of the churl.\n Guardian of singers, Indra,\u2014at your glad carouse-save us from woe and hatred. Thou art waxing great.\n 4 Strong, Lords of Magic power, ye Twain churned the united worlds apart,\n When ye, implored by Vimada, N\u0101satyas, forced apart the pair.\n 5 When the united pair were rent asunder all the Gods complained.\n The Gods to the N\u0101satyas cried, Bring these together once again.\n 6 Sweet be my going forth, and rich in sweets be my approach to home.\n So, through your Deity, both Gods, enrich us with all pleasantness.","title":"Rig Veda: Rig-Veda, Book 10: HYMN XXIV. Indra. A\u015bvins.","type":"page"}