I WE will
present fair praise unto the Mighty One, our hymns to Indra in Vivasvdn's
dwelling-place;
For he hath
ne'er found wealth in those who seem to sleep: those who give wealth to men
accept no paltry praise.
2
Giver of horses, Indra, giver, thou, of kine, giver of barley, thou art Lord
and guard of wealth:
Man's
helper from of old, not disappointing hope, Friend of our friends, to thee ,as
such we sing this praise.
3
Indra, most splendid, powerful, rich in mighty deeds, this treasure spread
around is known to be thine own.
Gather
therefrom, O Conqueror, and bring to us: fail not the hope of him who loves and
sings to thee.
4
Well pleased with these bright flames and with these Soma drops, take thou away
our poverty with seeds and kine.
With Indra
scattering the Dasyu through these drops, freed from their hate may we obtain
abundant food.
5
Let us obtain, O Indra, plenteous wealth and food, with strength exceeding
glorious, shining to the sky:
May we
obtain the Goddess Providence, the strength of heroes, special source of
cattle, rich in steeds.
6
These our libations strength-inspiring, Soma draughts, gladdened thee in the
fight with Vrtra, Hero Lord,
What time
thou slewest for the singer with trimmed grass ten thousand Vrtras, thou
resistless in thy might.
7
Thou goest on from fight to fight intrepidly, destroying castle after castle
here with strength.
Thou,
Indra, with thy friend who makes the foe bow down, slewest from far away the
guileful Namuci.
8
Thou hast struck down in death Karanja, Parnaya, in Atithigva's very glorious
going forth.
Unyielding,
when Rjisvan compassed them with siege, thou hast destroyed the hundred forts
of Vangrida.
9
With all-outstripping chariot-wheel, O Indra, thou far-famed, hast overthrown
the twice ten Kings of men,
With sixty
thousand nine-and-ninety followers, who came in arms to fight with friendless
Susravas.
10
Thou hast protected Susravas with succour, and Turvayana with thine aid, O
Indra.
Thou madest
Kutsa, Atithigva, Ayu, subject unto this King, the young, the mighty.
11
May we protected by the Gods hereafter remain thy very prosperous friends, O
Indra.
Thee we
extol, enjoying through thy favour life long and joyful and with store of
heroes.
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