Decade III

Be gracious to thy worshippers!

1. We seeking strength, with Soma drops fill full your Indra like a well,

Most liberal, Lord of boundless might.

2. O Indra, even from that place come unto us with food that gives

A hundred, yea, a thousand powers!

3. The new-born Vritra-slayer asked his mother, as he seized his shaft,

Who are the, fierce and famous ones?

4. Let us call him to aid whose hands stretch far, the highly-lauded, who

Fulfils the work to favour us

5. Mitra who knoweth leadeth us, and Varuna who guideth straight,

And Aryaman in accord with Gods.

6. When, even as she were present here, red Dawn hath shone from far away,

She spreadeth light on every side.

7. Varuna, Mitra, sapient pair, pour fatness on our pastures, pour

Meath on the regions of the air!

8. And, at our sacrifices, these, sons, singers, have enlarged their bounds,

So that the cows must walk knee-deep.

9. Through all this world strode Vishnu: thrice his foot he planted, and the whole

Was gathered in his footstep's dust.