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1. As with Manu Samvarani, Indra, thou
drankest Soma juice,
And, Maghavan, with Nipatithi, Medbyatithi, with Pustigu and
Srustigu, -
2 T'he son of Prsadvana was Praskaniva's
host, who lay decrepit and forlorn.
Aided by thee the Rsi Dasyave-vrka strove to obtain
thousands of kine.
3 Call hither with thy newest song Indra
who lacks not hymns of praise,
Him who observes and knows, inspirer of the sage, him who
seems eager to enjoy.
4 He unto whom they sang the seven-headed
hymn, three-parted, in the loftiest place,
He sent his thunder down on all these living things, and so
displayed heroic might.
5 We invocate that Indra who bestoweth
precious things on us.
Now do we know his newest favour; may we gain a stable that
is full of kine.
6 He whom thou aidest, gracious Lord, to
give again, obtains great wealth to nourish him.
We with our Soma ready, Lover of the Song! call, Indra
Maghavan, on thee.
7 Ne'er art thou fruitless, Indra ne'er
dost thou desert the worshipper
But now, O Maghavan, thy bounty as a God is poured forth
ever more and more.
8 He who hath. overtaken Krvi with his
might, and silenced Susna with deathbolts, -
When he supported yonder heaven and spread it out, then
first the son of earth was born.
9 Good Lord of wealth is he to whom all
Aryas, Dasas here belong.
Directly unto thee, the pious Rusama Paviru, is that wealth
brought nigh.
10 In zealous haste the singers have sung
forth a song distilling oil and rich in sweets.
Riches have spread among us and heroic strength, with us are
flowing Soma-drops.
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