Mandala 5, Hymn 40, Verse 1
आ या॒ह्यद्रि॑भिः सु॒तं सोमं॑ सोमपते पिब वृष॑न्निन्द्र॒ वृष॑भिर्वृत्रहन्तम
"COME thou to what the stones have pressed, drink Soma, O thou Soma's Lord, Indra best Vr̥itra-slayer Strong One, with the Strong."
Containing 9 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
आ या॒ह्यद्रि॑भिः सु॒तं सोमं॑ सोमपते पिब वृष॑न्निन्द्र॒ वृष॑भिर्वृत्रहन्तम
"COME thou to what the stones have pressed, drink Soma, O thou Soma's Lord, Indra best Vr̥itra-slayer Strong One, with the Strong."
वृषा॒ ग्रावा॒ वृषा॒ मदो॒ वृषा॒ सोमो॑ अ॒यं सु॒तः वृष॑न्निन्द्र॒ वृष॑भिर्वृत्रहन्तम
"Strong is the stone, the draught is strong, strong is this Soma that is pressed, Indra, best Vr̥itra-slayer, Strong One with the Strong."
वृषा॑ त्वा॒ वृष॑णं हुवे॒ वज्रि॑ञ्चि॒त्राभि॑रू॒तिभिः॑ वृष॑न्निन्द्र॒ वृष॑भिर्वृत्रहन्तम
"As strong I call on thee the Strong, O Thunder-armed, with various aids, Indra, best Vr̥itra-slayer, Strong One with the Strong."
ऋ॒जी॒षी व॒ज्री वृ॑ष॒भस्तु॑रा॒षाट् छु॒ष्मी राजा॑ वृत्र॒हा सो॑म॒पावा॑ यु॒क्त्वा हरि॑भ्या॒मुप॑ यासद॒र्वाङ्माध्यं॑दिने॒ सव॑ने मत्स॒दिन्द्रः॑
"Impetuous, Thunderer, Strong, quelling the mighty, King, potent, Vr̥itra-slayer, Soma-drinker, May he come hither with his yoked Bay Horses; may Indra gladden him at the noon libation."
यत्त्वा॑ सूर्य॒ स्व॑र्भानु॒स्तम॒सावि॑ध्यदासु॒रः अक्षे॑त्रवि॒द्यथा॑ मु॒ग्धो भुव॑नान्यदीधयुः
"O Sûrya, when the Asura's descendant Svarbhânu, pierced thee through and through with darkness, All creatures looked like one who is bewildered, who knoweth not the place where he is standing."
स्व॑र्भानो॒रध॒ यदि॑न्द्र मा॒या अ॒वो दि॒वो वर्त॑माना अ॒वाह॑न् गू॒ळ्हं सूर्यं॒ तम॒साप॑व्रतेन तु॒रीये॑ण॒ ब्रह्म॑णाविन्द॒दत्रिः॑
"What time thou smotest down Svarbhânu's magic that spread itself beneath the sky, O Indra, By his fourth sacred prayer Atri disoovered Sûrya concealed in gloom that stayed his function."
मा मामि॒मं तव॒ सन्त॑मत्र इर॒स्या द्रु॒ग्धो भि॒यसा॒ नि गा॑रीत् त्वं मि॒त्रो अ॑सि स॒त्यरा॑धा॒स्तौ मे॒हाव॑तं॒ वरु॑णश्च॒ राजा॑
"Let not the oppressor with this dread, through anger swallow me up, for I am thine, O Atri. Mitra art thou, the sender of true blessings: thou and King Varuṇa be both my helpers."
ग्राव्णो॑ ब्र॒ह्मा यु॑युजा॒नः स॑प॒र्यन्की॒रिणा॑ दे॒वान्नम॑सोप॒शिक्ष॑न् अत्रिः॒ सूर्य॑स्य दि॒वि चक्षु॒राधा॒त्स्व॑र्भानो॒रप॑ मा॒या अ॑घुक्षत्
"The Brahman Atri, as he set the press-stones, serving the Gods with praise and adoration, Established in the heaven the eye of Sûrya, and caused Svarbhânu's magic arts to vanish."
यं वै सूर्यं॒ स्व॑र्भानु॒स्तम॒सावि॑ध्यदासु॒रः अत्र॑य॒स्तमन्व॑विन्दन्न॒ह्य१॒॑न्ये अश॑क्नुवन्
"The Atris found the Sun again, him whom Svarbhânu of the brood Of Asuras had pierced with gloom. This none besides had power to do."