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1. PRAYERS
have been offered up through love of glory: Vasistha, honour Indra in the
battle.
He who with might extends
through all existence hears words which I, his faithful servant, utter.
2 A cry was
raised which reached the Gods, O Indra, a cry to them to send us strength in
combat.
None among men knows his own
life's duration: bear us in safety over these our troubles.
3 The Bays,
the booty-seeking car I harness: my prayers have reached him who accepts them
gladly.
Indra, when he had slain
resistless foemen, forced with his might the two world-halves asunder.
4 Like barren
cows, moreover, swelled the waters: the singen sought thy holy rite, O Indra.
Come unto us as with his team
comes Vayu: thou, through our solemn hymns bestowest booty.
5 So may these
gladdening draughts rejoice thee, Indra, the Mighty, very bounteous to the
singer.
Alone among the Gods thou
pitiest mortals: O Hero, make thee glad at this libation.
6 Thus the
Vasisthas glorify with praises Indra, the Powerful whose arm wields thunder.
Praised, may he guard our
wealth in kine and heroes. Ye Gods, preserve us evermore with blessings.
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