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MAKE glad with songs that Ram whom many men invoke, worthy of songs of praise,
Indra, the sea of wealth;
Whose gracious
deeds for men spread like the heavens abroad: sing praise to him the Sage, most
liberal for our good.
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As aids the skilful Rbhus yearned to Indra strong to save, who fills mid-air,
encompassed round with might,
Rushing in
rapture; and -o'er Satakratu came the gladdening shout that urged him on to
victory.
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Thou hast disclosed the kine's stall for the Angirases, and made a way for Atri
by a hundred doors.
On Vimada
thou hast bestowed both food and wealth, making thy bolt dance in the
sacrificer's fight.
4
Thou hast unclosed the prisons of the waters; thou hast in the mountain seized
the treasure rich in gifts.
When thou
hadst slain with might the dragon Vrtra, thou, Indra, didst raise the Sun in heaven
for all to see.
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With wondrous might thou blewest enchanter fiends away, with powers celestial
those who called on thee in jest.
Thou,
hero-hearted, hast broken down Pipru's forts, and helped Rjisvan when the
Dasyus were struck dead.
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Thou savedst Kutsa when Susna was smitten down; to Atithigva gavest Sambara for
a prey.
E'en mighty
Arbuda thou troddest under foot: thou from of old wast born to strike the
Dasyus dead.
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All power and might is closely gathered up in thee; thy bounteous spirit joys
in drinking Soma juice.
Known is
the thunderbolt that lies within thine arms: rend off therewith all manly
prowess of our foe.
8
Discern thou well Aryas and Dasyus; punishing the lawless give them up to him
whose grass is strewn.
Be thou the
sacrificer's strong encourager all these thy deeds are my delight at festivals.
9
Indra gives up the lawless to the pious man, destroying by the Strong Ones
those who have no strength.
Vamra when
glorified destroyed the gathered piles of the still waxing great one who would
reach the heaven.
10
The might which Usana hath formed for thee with might rends in its greatness
and with strength both worlds apart.
O
Hero-souled, the steeds of Vata, yoked by thought, have carried thee to fame
while thou art filled with power.
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When Indra hath rejoiced with Kavya Usana, he mounts his steeds who swerve
wider and wider yet.
The Strong
hath loosed his bolt with the swift rush of rain, and he hath rent in pieces
Susna's firm-built forts.
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Thou mountest on thy car amid strong Soma draughts: Saryata brought thee those
in which thou hast delight.
Indra, when
thou art pleased with men whose Soma flows thou risest to unchallenged glory in
the sky.
13
To old Kaksivin, Soma-presser, skilled in song, O Indra, thou didst give the
youthful Vrcaya.
Thou, very
wise, wast Mena, Vrsanaiva's child: those deeds of thine must all be told at
Soma feasts.
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The good man's refuge in his need is Indra, firm as a doorpost, praised among
the Pajras.
Indra alone
is Lord of wealth, the Giver, lover of riches, chariots, kine, and horses.
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To him the Mighty One, the self-resplendent, verily strong and great, this
praise is uttered.
May we and
all the heroes, with the princes, be, in this fray, O Indra, in thy keeping.
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