2His pair of Tawny Coursers bring Indra of unresisted might Hither to Rsis' songs of praise and sacrifice performed by men.

3Slayer of Vrtra, mount thy car; thy Bay Steeds have been yoked by prayer. May, with its voice, the pressing−stone draw thine attention hitherward.

4This poured libation, Indra, drink, immortal, gladdening, excellent. Streams of the bright have flowed to thee here at the seat of holy Law.

5Sing glory now to Indra, say to him your solemn eulogies. The drops poured forth have made him glad: pay reverence to his might supreme.

6When, Indra, thou dost yoke thy Steeds, there is no better charioteer: None hath surpassed thee in thy might, none with good steeds o'ertaken thee.

7He who alone bestoweth on mortal man who offereth gifts, The ruler of resistless power, is Indra, sure.

8When will he trample, like a weed, the man who hath no gift for him? When, verily, will Indra hear our songs of praise?

9He who with Soma juice prepared amid the many honours thee,− Verily Indra gains thereby tremendous might.

10The juice of Soma thus diffused, sweet to the taste, the bright cows drink, Who for the sake of splendour close to mighty Indra's side rejoice, good in their own supremacy.

11Craving his touch the dappled kine mingle the Soma with their milk. The milch−kine dear to Indra send forth his death−dealing thunderbolt, good in their own supremacy.

12With veneration, passing wise, honouring his victorious might, They follow close his many laws to win them due preeminence, good in their own supremacy.

13With bones of Dadhyac for his arms, Indra, resistless in attack, Struck nine−and−ninety Vrtras dead.

14He, searching for the horse's head, removed among the mountains, found At Suryanavan what he sought.

15Then verily they recognized the essential form of Tvastar's Bull, Here in the mansion of the Moon.

16Who yokes to−day unto the pole of Order the strong and passionate steers of checkless spirit, With shaft−armed mouths, heart−piercing, health−bestowing? Long shall he live who richly pays their service.

17Who fleeth forth? who suffereth? who feareth? Who knoweth Indra present, Indra near us? Who sendeth benediction on his offspring, his household, wealth and person, and the People?

18Who with poured oil and offering honours Agni, with ladle worships at appointed seasons? To whom to the Gods bring oblation quickly? What offerer, God−favoured, knows him thoroughly?

19Thou as a God, O Mightiest, verily blessest mortal man. O Maghavan, there is no comforter but thou: Indra, I speak my words to thee.

20Let not thy bounteous gifts, let not thy saving help fail us, good Lord, at any time; And measure out to us, thou lover of mankind, all riches hitherward from men.