The Rig Veda/Mandala 9/Hymn 104

1. SIT down, O friends, and sing aloud to him who purifies himself:
     Deck him for glory, like a child, with holy rites.
2. Unite him bringing household wealth, even as a calf, with mother kine,
     Him who hath double strength, the God, delighting juice.
3. Purify him who gives us power, that he, most Blessed One, may be
     A banquet for the Troop, Mitra, and Varuna.
4. Voices have sung aloud to thee as finder out of wealth for us:
     We clothe the hue thou wearest with a robe of milk.
5. Thou, Indu, art the food of Gods, O Sovran of all gladdening drinks:
     As Friend for friend, be thou best finder of success.
6. Drive utterly away from us each demon, each voracious fiend,
     The godless and the false: keep sorrow far away.