2Thy mighty Stallions, yoked by prayer, O Indra, thy. Coursers to thy mighty chariot harnessed,− Ascend thou these, and borne by them come hither: with Soma juice out. poured, Indra, we call thee.

3Ascend thy mighty car: the mighty Soma is poured for thee and sweets are sprinkled round us. Come down to us−ward, Bull of human races,come, having harnessed them, with strong Bay Horses.

4Here is God−reaching sacrifice, here the victim; here, Indra,are the prayers, here is the Soma. Strewn is thesacred grass: come hither, Sakra; seatthee and drink: unyoke thy two Bay Coursers.

5Come to us, Indra, come thou highly lauded to the devotions of the singer Mana. Singing, may we find early through thy succour, may we find strengthening food in full abundance.