Grant us a good and happy mind, send energy and mental power. Then at your joyful feast, let people joy in your love, Sweet Soma! As cows in pasture. You are growing great.
In all your forms, O Soma, rest your powers that touch the heart. So too these longings at your joyful feast spread, Seeking riches. You are growing great.
Even if, O Soma, I ignore your laws due to my simplicity, Be gracious at your joyful feast, as father to child. Preserve us from death. You are growing great.
Our songs together reach you, like streams to wells. O Soma, grant at your joyful feast full mental powers, Like cups. You are growing great.
Through your skill and strength, these longing men, These sages, opened at your joyful feast, The stall of cows and horses. You are growing great.
You guard our herds, Soma, and spread the world far and wide. Fit them for life, at your joyful feast, Looking upon all beings. You are growing great.
On all sides, Soma, be our guardian never to be deceived. King, drive away our enemies at your joyful feast: Let not the wicked rule us. You are growing great.
Be vigilant, Soma, wise beyond compare, To give us strength of vital force. More skilled than man to guide us, at your joyful feast, Save us from harm and sorrow. You are growing great.
Chief slayer of our enemies, you, Indu, are Indra’s gracious friend, When warriors invoke you at your joyful feast, Winning them offspring. You are growing great.
Victorious is this sweet drink: To Indra dear it gains in strength. This, at your joyful feast, enhances the great sage Kakṣīvān’s mighty hymn. You are growing great.
This to the sage who gives gifts brings power from wealth in cows. This, better than the seven, helps the blind and cripple. You are growing great.