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1. SING strength to Indra that
shall set his chariot in the foremost place.
Giver of room in closest fight, slayer of foes
in shock of war, be thou our great encourager. Let the weak bowstrings break
upon the bows of feeble enemies.
2 Thou didst destroy the
Dragon: thou sentest the rivers down to earth.
Foeless, O Indra, wast thou born. Thou tendest
well each choicest thing. Therefore we draw us close to thee. Let the weak
bowstrings break upon the bows of feeble enemies.
3 Destroyed be all malignities
and all our enemy's designs.
Thy bolt thou castest, at the foe, O Indra, who
would srnite us dead: thy liberal bounty gives us wealth.
4 The robber people round
about, Indra, who watch and aim at us, -
Trample them down beneath thy foot; a
conquering scatterer art thou.
5 Whoso assails us, Indra, be
the man a stranger or akin,
Bring down, thyself, his strength although it
be as vast as are the heavens.
6 Close to thy friendship do
we cling, O Indra, and depend, or, thee.
Lead us beyond all pain and grief along the
path of holy Law.
7 Do thou bestow upon us her,
O Indra, who yields according to the singer's longing,
That the great Cow may, with exhaustless udder,
pouring a thousand streams, give milk to feed us.
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