I CRAVE help from the Imperial Lords, from Indra, may they Both favour one of us like me.

Guardians of men, ye ever come with ready assist at the call Of every singer such as I.

Sate you, according to your wish, O Indra, with wealth: Fain would we have you nearest us.

May we be sharers of the powers, sharers of the benevolence. Of you who give strength bounteously.

Indra and IndraDeva, among givers of thousands, meet for praise, Are Powers who merit highest laud.

Through their protectio. May we gain great store of wealth, and heap it up enough and still to spare, be ours.

O Indra, on you for wealth in many a form I call.

O Indra, through our songs that seek to win you to ourselves, Give us at once your sheltering help.

O Indra, to yo. May fair praise which I offer come, Joint eulogy which ye dignify.