IN perfect unison all yearning hymns of mine that find the light of Heaven have sung forth Indra's praise.
As wives embrace their lord, the comely bridegroom, so they compass Indra about that h. May help.
Directed unto thee my spirit never strays, for I have set my hopes on thee, O Much-invoked! Sit, Wonderful! as King upon the sacred grass, and let thy drinking-place be by the Soma juice.
From indigence and hunger Indra turns away: Indra hath dominion over precious wealth. These the Seven Rivers flowing on their downward path increase the vital vigour of the potent Steer.
As on the fair-leafed tree rest birds, to Indra flow the gladdening Soma juices that the bowls contain. Their face that glows with splendour through their mighty power hath found the shine of Heaven for man, the Āryas' light.
As in the game a gambler piles his winnings, so Indra, sweeping all together, gained the Sun This mighty deed of thine none other could achieve, none, Indra, before thee, none in recent time.
Indra came by turns to all the tribes of men: the Steer took notice of the people's songs of praise. The man in whose libations Indra hath delight by means of potent Somas vanquisheth his foes.
When Soma streams together unto Indra flow like waters to the river, rivulets to the lake, in place of offering sages exalt his might, as the rain swells the corn by moisture sent from Heaven.
He rushes through the region like a furious Bull, he who hath made these floods the dames of worthy lords. This Indra hath found light for the man who brings oblation, sheds the juice, and promptly pours his gifts.
Let the keen axe come forth together with the light: here be.as erst, the teeming cow of offering. Let the Red Deva shine bright with his refulgent ray, and let the Lord of heroes glow like Heaven's clear sheen.
O Much-invoked. May we subdue all famine and evil want with store of grain and cattle. May we allied, as first in rank, with princes obtain possessions by our own exertion.
Soma protect us from the rearward, and from above, and from below, from sinners. May Indra from the front, and from the centre, as Friend to friends, vouchsafe us room and freedom.