1COME, Indra, and delight thee with the juice at all the Soma feasts,     Protector, mighty in thy strength.

2To Indra pour ye forth the juice, the active gladdening juice to him     The gladdening, omnific God.

3O Lord of all men, fair of cheek, rejoice thee in the gladdening lauds,     Present at these drink-offerings.

4Songs have outpoured themselves to thee, Indra, the strong, the guardian Lord,     And raised themselves unsatisfied.

5Send to us bounty manifold, O Indra, worthy of our wish,     For power supreme is only thine.

6O Indra, stimulate thereto us emulously fain for wealth,     And glorious, O most splendid One.

7Give, Indra, wide and lofty fame, wealthy in cattle and in strength,     Lasting our life-time, failing not.

8Grant us high fame, O Indra, grant riches bestowing thousands, those     Fair fruits of earth borne home in wains.

9Praising with songs the praise-worthy who cometh to our aid, we call     Indra, the Treasure-Lord of wealth.

10To lofty Indra, dweller by each libation, the pious man     Sings forth aloud a strengthening hymn.