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1. As, like the Morning, thou
hast filled, O Indra, both the earth and heaven.
So as the Mighty One, great King of all the mighty
world of men, the Goddess Mother brought thee forth, the Blessed Mother gave
thee life.
2 Relax that mortal's stubborn
strength whose heart is bent on wickedness.
Trample him down beneath thy feet who watches
for and aims at us. The Goddess Mother brought thee forth, the Blessed Mother
gave thee life.
3 Shake down, O Slayer of the
foe, those great all splendid enemies.
With all thy powers, O Sakra, all thine helps,
O Indra, shake them down:
4 As thou, O Satakratu, thou,
O Indrv, shakest all things down
As wealth for him who sheds the juice, with
thine assistance thousandfold.
5 Around, on every side like
drops of sweat let lightning-flashes fall.
Let all malevolence pass away from us like
threads of Darva grass.
6 Thou bearest in thine hand a
lance like a long hook, great Counsellor!
As with his foremost foot a goat, draw down the
branch, O Maghavan.
7 Never, O Gods, do we offend,
nor are we ever obstinate: we walk as holy texts command.
Closely we clasp and cling to
you, cling to your sides, beneath your arms.
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