VIII Indra

1. Thou in thy battles, Indra, art subduer of all hostile bands.

Father art thou, all-conquering, cancelling the curse, thou victor of the vanquisher!

2. The earth and heaven cling close to thy victorious might, as sire and mother to their child.

When thou attackest Vritra, all the hostile bands shrink and faint, Indra, at thy wrath.