1SURYA, thou mountest up to meet the Hero famous for his wealth,     Who hurls the bolt and works for man

2Him who with might of both his arms brake nine-and-ninety castles down,     Slew Vṛtra and smote Ahi dead.

3This Indra is our gracious Friend. He sends us in a full broad stream     Riches in horses, kine, and corn.

4Whatever, Vṛtra-slayer! thou, Sūrya, hast risen upon to-day,     Tbat, Indra, all is in thy power.

5When, Mighty One, Lord of the brave, thou thinkest thus, I shall not die,     That thought of thine is true indeed.

6Thou, Indra, goest unto all Soma libations shed for thee,     Both far away and near at hand.

7We make this Indra very strong to strike the mighty Vṛtra dead:     A vigorous Hero shall he be.

8Indra was made for giving, set, most mighty, o’er the joyous draught.     Bright, meet for Soma, famed in song.

9By song as ’twere, the powerful bolt which none may parry was prepared     Lofty, invincible he grew.

10Indra, Song-lover, lauded, make even in the wilds fair ways for us,     Whenever, Maghavan, thou wilt.

11Thou whose commandment and behest of sovran sway none disregards,     Neither audacious man nor God.

12And both these Goddesses, Earth, Heaven, Lord of the beauteous helm! revere     Thy might which no one may resist.

13Thou in the black cows and the red and in the cows with spotted skin     This white milk hast deposited.

14When in their terror all the Gods shrank from the Dragon's furious might,     Fear of the monster fell on them.

15Then he was my Defender, then, Invincible, whose foe is not,     The Vṛtra-slayer showed his might.

16Him your best Vṛtra-slayer, him the famous Champion of mankind     I urge to great munificence,

17To come, Much-lauded! Many-named with this same thought that longs for milk,     Whene’er the Soma juice is shed.

18Much-honoured by libations, may the Vṛtra-slayer wake for us:     May Śakra listen to our prayers.

19O Hero, with that aid dost thou delight us, with what succour bring     Riches to those who worship thee?

20With whose libation joys the Strong, the Hero with his team who quells     The foe, to drink the Soma juice?

21Rejoicing in thy spirit bring thousandfold opulence to us:     Enrich thy votary with gifts.

22These juices with their wedded wives flow to enjoyment lovingly:     To waters speeds the restless one.

23Presented strengthening gifts have sent Indra away at sacrifice,     With might, onto the cleansing bath.

24These two who share his feast, Bay Steeds with golden manes, shall bring him to     The banquet that is laid for him.

25For thee, O Lord of Light, are shed these Soma-drops, and grass is strewn     Bring Indra to his worshippers.

26May Indra give thee skill, and lights of heaven, wealth to his votary     And priests who praise him: laud ye him.

27O Śatakratu, wondrous strength and all our lauds I bring to thee:     Be gracious to thy worshippers.

28Bring to us all things excellent, O Śatakratu, food and strength:     For, Indra, thou art kind to us.

29O Śatakratu, bring to us all blessings, all felicity:     Fbr, Indra, thou art kind to us.

30Bearing the Soma juice we call, best Vṛtra-slayer, unto thee:     For, Indra, thou art kind to us.

31Come, Lord of rapturous, joys, to our libation with thy Bay Steeds, come     To our libation with thy Steeds.

32Known as best Vṛtra-slayer erst, as Indra Śatakratu, come     With Bay Steeds to the juice we shed.

33O Vṛtra-slayer, thou art he who drinks these drops of Soma: come     With Bay Steeds to the juice we shed.

34May Indra give, to aid us, wealth handy that rules the Skilful Ones:     Yea, may the Strong give potent wealth.