2Indra, thou art our own with thy protection, a guardian near to men who love thee truly, Active art thou, the liberal man's defender, his who draws near to thee with right devotion.

3Still Victor, loved by mortals, ruler over men, o'erthrower, warrior, he hath waxen as he would; Host−gatherer, triumphant, honoured mid the folk. Indra's heroic deeds will I tell forth to all.

4The strong who never yields, who slew the furious fiend, the deep, the vast, of wisdom unattainable; Who speeds the good, the breaker−down, the firm, the vast,−Indra whose rites bring joy hath made the lig ht of Dawn.

5By sacrifice the yearning sages sending forth their songs found furtherance from him who speeds the flo od. In Indra seeking help with worship and with hymn, they drew him to themselves and won them kine and wealth.

6Indra, bestow on us the best of treasures, the spirit of ability and fortune; Increase of riches, safety of our bodies, charm of sweet speech, and days of pleasant weather.

7Indra theVrtra−slayer, Fort−destroyer, scattered the Dasa hosts who dwelt in darkness. For men hath he created earth and waters, and ever helped the prayer of him who worships.

8To him in might the Gods have ever yielded, to Indra in the tumult of thebattle. When in his arms they laid the bolt, he slaughtered the Dasyus and cast down their forts of iron.

9Now may that wealthy Cow of thine, O Indra, give in return a boon to him who lauds thee. Give to thy praisers: let not fortune fail us. Loud may we speak, with heroes, in assembly. HYMN XXI. 1. To him the Lord of all, the Lord of wealth, of light; him who is Lord for ever, Lord of men and tilth, Him who is Lord of horses, Lord of kine,of floods, to Indra, to the Holy bring sweet Soma juice. 2 To h im the potent One, who conquers and breaks down, the Victor never vanquished who disposes all, The migbty−voiced, the rider, unassailable, to Indra everconquering speak your reverent prayer.