XXIII Indra

1. The singers hymn thee, they who chant the psalm of praise are lauding thee.

The Brahmans have exalted thee, O Satakratu, like a pole.

2, When thou wast climbing ridge from ridge, he looked upon the toilsome task:

Indra takes notice of that wish, and the Ram hastens with his troop.

3. Harness thy pair of strong bay steeds, long-maned, whose bodies fill the girths.

And, Indra, Soma drinker, come to listen to our songs Of praise!