1Come unto us, O Indra, dear, still conquering, unconcealable Wide as a mountain spread on all sides, Lord of heaven.

2O truthful Soma-drinker, thou art mightier than both the worlds. Thou strengthenest him who pours'libation, Lord of heaven.

3For thou art he, O Indra, who upholdeth all our fortresses, The Dasyu's slayer, man's sustainer, Lord of heaven.