3We sing this strong and wild delight of thine which conquer; in the fray, Which, Caster of the Stone! gives room and shines like gold,

4Whether thou drink the Soma by Vishnu's or Trita Aptya's side, Or with the Maruts, Indra! quaff the following drops.

5Come, priest, and of the savoury juice pour forth a yet more gladdening draught: So is the hero praised who ever prospers us.

6Pour out the drops for Indra; let him drink the meath of Soma juice! He through his majesty sends forth his bounteous gifts.

7Come, sing we praise to Indra, friends! the hero who deserves the laud, Him who with none to aid o'ercomes all tribes of men.

8Sing ye a psalm to Indra, sing a great song to the lofty Sage, To him who maketh prayer, inspired who loveth laud!

9He who alone bestoweth wealth on mortal man who offereth gifts Is Indra only, potent Lord whom none resist.

10Companions, let us learn a prayer to Indra, to the Thunderer, To glorify your bold and most heroic friend!