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1. STRONG
rapturous joy, praise, glory are with Indra: impetuous God, he quaffs the juice
of Soma:
That Maghavan whom men must
laud with singing, Heaven-dweller, King of songs, whose help is lasting.
2 He, Friend
of man, most wise, victorious Hero, hears, with far-reaching aid, the singer
call him.
Excellent, Praise of Men, the
bard's Supporter, Strong, he gives strength, extolled in holy synod.
3 The lofty
axle of thy wheels, O Hero, is not surpassed by heaven and earth in greatness.
Like branches of a tree,
Invoked of many manifold aids spring forth from thee, O Indra.
4 Strong Lord,
thine energies, endowed with vigour, are like the paths of kine converging
homeward.
Like bonds of cord, Indra, that
bind the younglings, no bonds are they, O thou of boundless bounty.
5 One act
to-day, another act tomorrow oft Indra makes what is not yet existeni.
Here have we Mitra, Varuna, and
Pusan to overcome the foeman's domination.
6 By song and
sacrifice men brought the waters from thee, as from a mountain's ridge, O
Indra.
Urging thy might, with these
fair lauds they seek thee, O theme of song, as horses rush tobattle.
7 That Indra
whom nor months nor autumn seasons wither with age, nor fleeting days enfeeble,
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Still may his body Wax, e'en
now so mighty, glorified by the lauds and hymns that praise him.
8 Extolled, he
bends not to the strong, the steadfast, nor to the bold incited by the Dasyu.
High mountains are as level
plains to Indra: even in the deep he finds firm ground to rest on.
9 Impetuous
Speeder through all depth and distance, give strengthening food, thou drinker
of the juices.
Stand up erect to help us,
unreluctant, what time the gloom of night brightens to morning.
10 Hasting to
help, come hither and protect him, keep him from harm when he is here, O Indra.
At home, abroad, from injury
preserve him. May brave sons gladden us through a hundred winters.
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