2Swift and impetuous art thou, wondrous amid the well−dressed folk: Thou doest marvels for our help.

3Even with the weak thou smitest down him who is stronger, with thy strength The mighty, with the Friends thou hast.

4O Indra, we are close to thee; to thee we sing aloud our songs: Help hnd defend us, even us.

5As such, O Caster of the Stone, come with thy succours wonderful, Blameless, and irresistible.

6May we be friends of one like thee, O Indra, with the wealth of kine, Comrades for lively energy.

7For thou, O Indra, art alone the Lord of strength that comes from kine So grant thou us abundant food.

8They turn thee not another way, when, lauded, Lover of the Song, Thou wilt give wealth to those who praise.

9The Gotamas have sung their song of praise to thee that thou mayst give, Indra, for lively energy.

10We will declare thy hero deeds, what Disa forts thou brakest down, Attacking them in rapturous joy.

11The sages sing those manly deeds which, Indra, Lover of the Song, Thou wrougbtest when the Soma flowed.

12Indra, the Gotamas who bring thee praises have grown strong by thee. Give them renown with hero sons.

13For, Indra, verily thou art the general treasure even of all . Thee, therefore, do we invocate.

14Excellent Indra, turn to us: glad thee among us with the juice Of Somas, Soma−drinker thou.

15May praise from us who think Qn thee, O Indra, bring thee near to us. Turn thy two Bay Steeds hitherward.

16Eat of our sacrificial cake: rejoice thee in the songs we sing. Even as a lover in his bride.

17To India for a thousand steeds well−trained and fleet of foot we pray, And hundred jars of Soma juice.

18We make a hundred of thy kine, yea, and a thousand, hasten nigh: So let thy bounty come to us.

19We have obtained, a gift from thee, ten water−ewers wrought of gold: Thou, Vrtra−slayer, givest much.

20A bounteous Giver, give us much, bring much and not a trifling gift: Much, Indra, wilt thou fain bestow.

21O Vrtra−slayer, thou art famed in many a place as bountiful Hero, thy bounty let us share.

22I praise thy pair of Tawny Steeds, wise Son of him who giveth kine Terrify not the cows with these.

23Like two slight images of girls, unrobed, upon a new−wrought post, So shine the Bay Steeds in their course.

24For me the Bays are ready when I start, or start not, with the dawn, Innocuous in the ways they take.