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1. This vigorous one whom deities commission, the conqueror
of cars, the strong and mighty,
Swift, fleet to battle, with uninjured fellies, even Tarkshya for our weal
will we call hither.
2. Indra the rescuer, Indra the helper, hero who listens at
each invocation,
Sakra I call, Indra invoked of many. May Indra Maghavan accept our presents!
3. Indra whose right hand wields the bolt we worship,
driver of bay steeds seeking sundered courses.
Shaking his beard with might he hath arisen, terrible with his weapons, with
his bounty.
4. The ever-slaying, bold and furious Indra, the bright
bolt's Lord, the strong, the great, the boundless,
Who slayeth Vritra and acquireth booty, giver of blessings, Maghavan the
bounteous.
5. The man
who lies in wait and fights against us, deeming himself a giant or a hero, - -
By battle or with strength
destroy him, Indra! With thy help, manly-souled! may we be victors!
6. He whom
men call when striving with their foemen, or speeding onward in array of
battle,
Whom bards incite where
heroes win the booty, or in the way to waters, He is Indra.
7. On a
high car, O Parvata and Indra, bring pleasant viands, with brave heroes,
hither!
Enjoy our presents, Gods,
at sacrifices: wax strong by hymns, rejoice in our oblation!
8. In
ceaseless flow hath he poured forth his praises, as waters from the ocean's
depth, to Indra,
Who to his car on both its sides
securely hath fixed the earth and heaven as with an axle.
9. May our
friends turn thee hitherward to friendship! Mayst thou approach us even o'er
many rivers!
May the Disposer, radiant
in this mansion with special lustre, bring the father's offspring!
10. Who
yokes to-day unto the pole of Order the strong and passionate steers of
checkless spirit,
Health-bringing, bearing in
their mouths no fodder? Long shall he live who richly pays their service.
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