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1. O INDRA, Vrtra-slayer, none is better,
mightier than thou:
Verily there is none like thee.
2 Like chariot-wheels these people all
together follow after thee:
Thou ever art renowned as Great.
3 Not even all the gathered Gods conquered
thee, Indra, in the war,
When thou didst lengthen days by night.
4 When for the sake of those oppressed, and
Kutsa as he battled,
Thou stolest away the Sun's car-wheel.
5 When, fighting singly, Indra. thou
o'ercamest all the furious Gods, thou slewest those who strove with thee.
6 When also for a mortal man, Indra, thou
speddest forth the Sun,
And holpest Etasa with might.
7 What? Vrtra-slayer, art not thou,
Maghavan, fiercest in thy wrath?
So hast thou quelled the demon too.
8 And this heroic deed of might thou,
Indra, also hast achieved,
That thou didst smite to death the Dame, Heaven's Daughter,
meditating ill.
9 Thou, Indra, Mighty One, didst crush
Usas, though Daughter of the Sky.
When lifting up herself in pride.
10 Then from her chariot Usas fled,
affrighted, from her ruined car.
When the strong God had shattered it.
11 So there this car of Usas lay, broken to
pieces, in Vipas,
And she herself fled far away.
12 Thou, Indra, didst. with magic power
resist the overflowing stream
Who spread her waters o'er the land.
13 Valiantly didst thou seize and take the
store which Susna had amassed,
When thou didst crush his fortresses.
14 Thou, Indra, also smotest down
Kulitara's son Sambara,
The Dasa, from the lofty hill.
15 Of Dasa Varcin's thou didst slay the
hundred thousand and the five,
Crushed like the fellies, of a car.
16 So Indra, Lord of Heroes, Powers, caused
the unwedded damsel's son,
The castaway, to share the lauds.
17 So sapient Indra, Lord of Might, brought
Turvaga and Yadu, those
Who feared the flood, in safel o'er.
18 Arpa and Citraratha, both Aryas, thou,
Indra, slewest swift,
On yonder side of Sarayu,
19 Thou, Vrtra-slayer, didst conduct those
two forlorn, the blind, the lame.
None may attain this bliss of thine.
20 For Divodasa, him who brought oblationt,
1ndra overthrew
A hundred fortresses of stone.
21 The thirty thousand Disas he with magic
power and weapons sent
To slumber, for Dabhiti's sake.
22 As such, O Vrtra-slayer, thou art
general Lord of kine for all,
Thou Shaker of all things that be.
23 Indra, whatever deed of might thou hast
this day to execute,
None be there now to hinder it.
24 O Watchful One, may Aryaman the God give
thee all goodly things.
May Risan, Bhaga, and the God Karulati give all things fair.
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