XIX Indra

1. Come unto us, O Indra, dear, still conquering, unconcealable

Wide as a mountain spread on all sides, Lord of heaven.

2. O truthful Soma-drinker, thou art mightier than both the worlds.

Thou strengthenest him who pours'libation, Lord of heaven.

3. For thou art he, O Indra, who upholdeth all our fortresses,

The Dasyu's slayer, man's sustainer, Lord of heaven.