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1. STRONG,
Godly-natured, born for hero exploit, man's Friend, hedoth whatever deed he
willeth.
Saving us e'en from great
transgression, Indra, the Youthful, visiteth man's home with favour.
2 Waxing
greatness Indra slayeth Vrtra: the Hero with his aid hath helped the singer.
He gave Sudas wide room and
space, and often hath granted wealth to him who brought oblations.
3 Soldier
unchecked, war-rousing, battling Hero, unconquered from of old, victorious
ever,
Indra the very strong hath
scattered armies; yea, he hath slain each foe who fought against him.
4 Thou with
thy greatness hast filled full, O Indra, even both the worlds with might, O
thou Most Mighty.
Lord of Bays, Indra,
brandishing his thunder, is gratified with Soma at the banquet.
5 A Bull begat
the Bull for joy of battle, and a strong Mother brought forth him the manly.
He who is Chief of men, their
armies' Leader, is strong Hero, bold, and fain for booty.
6 The people
falter not, nor suffer sorrow, who win themselves this God's terrific spirit.
He who with sacrifices worships
Indra is lord of wealth, law-born and law's protector.
7 Whene'er the
elder fain would help the younger the greater cometh to the lesser's present.
Shall the Immortal sit aloof'
inactive? O Wondrous Indra, bring us wondrous riches.
8 Thy dear
folk, Indra, who present oblations, are, in chief place, thy friends, O
Thunder-wielder.
May we be best content in this
thy favour, sheltered by One who slays not, but preserves us.
9 To thee the
mighty hymn hath clamoured loudly, and, Maghavan, the eloquent hath besought
thee.
Desire of wealth hath come upon
thy singer: help us then, gakra, to our share of riches.
10 Place us by
food which thou hast given, O Indra, us and the wealthy patrons who command us.
Let thy great power bring good
to him who lauds thee. Ye Gods, preserve us evermore with blessings.
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