Atharva Veda · 611 of 724

HYMN XXX

HYMN XXX 1. In the great synod will I laud thy two bay steeds: I prize the    sweet strong drink of thee the Warrior-God,   His who pours lovely oil as'twere with yellow drops. Let my    songs enter thee whose form hath golden tints. 2. Ye who—in concert sing unto the gold-hued place, like bay steeds    driving onward to the heavenly seat,   For Indra laud ye strength allied with tawny steeds, laud him    whom cows content as'twere with yellow drops. 3. His is that thunderbolt, of iron, golden-hued, gold-coloured,    very dear, and yellow in his arms;   Bright with strong teeth, destroying with its tawny rage. In   Indra are set fast all forms of golden hue. 4. As if a lovely ray were laid upon the sky, the golden thunder-    bolt spread out as in a race.   That iron bolt with yellow jaw smote Ahi down. A thousand    flames had he who bore the tawny-hued. 5. Thou, thou, when praised by men who sacrificed of old, hadst    pleasure in their lauds, O Indra golden-haired.   All that befits thy song of praise thou welcomest, the perfect:    pleasant gift, O golden-hued from birth.