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1. Come to us, Indra, from afar, conducting
us even as a lord of heroes to the gatherings, home, like a King, his heroes'
lord.
We come with gifts of pleasant food, with juice poured
forth, invoking thee,
As sons invite a sire, that thou mayst get thee strength
thee, bounteousest, to get thee strength.
2 O Indra, drink the Soma juice pressed out
with stones. poured from the reservoir, as an ox drinks the spring, a very
thirsty bull the spring.
For the sweet draught that gladdens thee, for mightiest
freshening of thy strength.
Let thy Bay Horses bring thee hither as the Sun, as every
day they bring the Sun.
3 He found the treasure brought from heaven
that lay concealed, close-hidden, like the nestling of a bird, in rock,
enclosed in never-enffing rock.
Best Angiras, bolt-armed, he strove to win, as 'twere, the
stall of kine;
So Indra hath disclosed the food concealed, disclosed the doors,
the food that lay concealed.
4 Grasping his thunderbolt with both hands,
Indra made its edge most keen, for hurling, like a carving-knife for Ahi's
slaughter made it keen.
Endued with majesty and strength, O Indra, and with lordly might,
Thou crashest down the trees, as when a craftsman fells,
crashest them down as with an axe.
5 Thou, Indra, without effort hast let
loose the floods to run their free course down,
like chariots, to the sea, like chariots showing forth their
strength.
They, reaching hence away, have joined their strength for
one eternal end,
Even as the cows who poured forth every thing for man, Yea,
poured forth all thing- for mankind.
6 Eager for riches, men have formed for
thee this song, like as a skilful craftsman fashioneth a car, so have they
wrought thee to their bliss;
Adorning thee, O Singer, like a generous steed for deeds of
might,
Yea, like a steed to show his strength and win the prize,
that he may bear each prize away.
7 For Puru thou hast shattered, Indra
ninety forts, for Divodasa thy boon servant with thy bolt, O Dancer, for thy
worshipper.
For Atithigva he, the Strong, brought Sambara. from the
mountain down,
Distributing the mighty treasures with his strength, parting
all treasures with his strength.
8 Indra in battles help his Aryan
worshipper, he who hath hundred helps at hand in every fray, in frays that win
the light of heaven.
Plaguing the lawless he gave up to Manu's seed the dusky
skin;
Blazing, 'twere, he burns each covetous man away, he burns,
the tyrannous away.
9 Waxed strong in might at dawn he tore the
Sun's wheel off. Bright red, he steals away their speech, the Lord of Power,
their speech he steals away from them,
As thou with eager speed, O Sage, hast come from far away to
hel
As winning for thine own all happiness of men, winning all
happiness each day.
10 Lauded with our new hymns, O vigorous in
deed, save us with strengthening help, thou Shatterer of the Forts!
Thou, Indra, praised by Divodasa's clansmen, as heaven grows
great with days, shalt wax in glory.
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