IN offerings poured to you, O Indra, these shares of yours stream forth to glorify your state.
Ye haste to the libations at each offering when ye assist the worshipper who sheds the juice.
The waters and the plants, O Indra, had efficacious vigour, and attained to might: Ye who have gone beyond the path of middle air.no godless man is worthy to be called your foe.
True is your Krsa's word, Indra and IndraDeva: The seven holy voices pour a wave of meath. For their sake, Lords of splendour! aid the pious man who, unbewildered, keeps you ever in his thoughts.
Dropping oil, sweet with Soma, pouring forth their stream, are the Seven Sisters in the seat of offering. These, dropping oil, are yours, O Indra: with these enrich with gifts and help the worshipper.
To our great happiness have we ascribed to these Two Bright Ones truthfulness, great strength, and majesty. O Lords of splendour, aid us through the Three-times-Seven, as we pour holy oil, O Indra.
What ye in time of old Indra and IndraDeva, gave αΉαΉ£is revelation, thought, and power of song, and places which the wise made, weaving offering.these through my spirit's fervid glow have I beheld.,
O Indra, grant to the worshippers cheerfulness void of pride, and wealth to nourish them.