Hymn 117

Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com

HYMN CXVII

1Drink Soma, Lord of Bays, and let it cheer thee: Indra, the
   stone, like a well-guided courser,
  Directed by the presser's arms hath pressed it.
2So let the draught of joy, thy dear companion, by which, O Lord
   of Bays, thou slayest foemen,
  Delight thee, Indra, Lord of princely treasures.
3Mark closely, Maghavan; the words I utter, this eulogy recited
   by Vasishtha:
  Accept the prayers I offer at thy banquet.