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1. WITH sacrifice I purge both earth and
heaven: I burn up great she-fiends who serve not Indra,
Where throttled by thy hand the foes were slaughtered, and
in the pit of death lay pierced and mangled.
2 O thou who castest forth the stones
crushing the sorceresses' heads,
Break them with thy wide-spreading foot, with thy
wide-spreading mighty foot.
3 Do thou, O Maghavan, beat off these
sorceresses' daring strength.
Cast them within the narrow pit. within the deep and narrow
pit.
4 Of whom thou hast ere now destroyed
thrice-fifty with thy fierce attacks.
That deed they count a glorious deed, though small to thee,
a glorious deed.
5 O Indra, crush and bray to bits the
fearful fiery-weaponed fiend:
Strike every demon to the ground.
6 Tear down the mighty ones. O Indra, hear
thou us. For heaven hath glowed like earth in fear, O nunder-armed, as dreading
fierce heat, Thunder-armed!
Most Mighty mid the Mighty Ones thou speedest with strong
bolts of death,
Not slaying men, unconquered Hero with the brave, O Hero,
with the thrice-seven brave.
7 The pourer of libations gains the home of
wealth, pouring his gift conciliates hostilities, yea, the hostilities of Gods.
Pouring, he strives, unchecked and strong, to win him riches
thousandfold.
Indra gives lasting wealth to him who pours forth gifts,
yea, wealth he gives that long shall last.
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