IV Indra Maruts

1. Bristle thou up, O Maghavan, our weapons: excite the spirits, of my warring heroes!

Urge on the strong steed's might, O Vyitra-slayer, and let the din of conquering cars go upward

2. May Indra aid us when our flags are gathered: victorious be ther arrows of our army!

May our brave men of war prevail in battle. Ye Gods, protect us in the shout of onset!

3. That army of the foemen, O ye Maruts, which, striving in its. mighty strength, approaches,

Hide ye and bury it in pathless darkness that not a man oF them may know the other!