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2 Indra, thou art our own with thy protection, a guardian near to men who love thee truly, 3 May Indra, called with solemn invocations. the young, the Friend, be men's auspicious keeper, 4 With laud and song let me extol that Indra in whom of old men prospered and were mighty. 5 He, Indra whom the Angirases' praise delighted, strengthened their prayer and made their goings prospe 6 He verily, the God, the glorious Indra, hath raised him up for man, best Wonder−Worker. 7 Indra theVrtra−slayer, Fort−destroyer, scattered the Dasa hosts who dwelt in darkness. 8 To him in might the Gods have ever yielded, to Indra in the tumult of thebattle. 9 Now may that wealthy Cow of thine, O Indra, give in return a boon to him who lauds thee. 3 Still Victor, loved by mortals, ruler over men, o'erthrower, warrior, he hath waxen as he would; 4 The strong who never yields, who slew the furious fiend, the deep, the vast, of wisdom unattainable; 5 By sacrifice the yearning sages sending forth their songs found furtherance from him who speeds the flo 6 Indra, bestow on us the best of treasures, the spirit of ability and fortune;

8 Of wealth and homes of men thou art the ruler, and opener of the stable of the cattle. 9 By what great might is he renowned as strongest, wherewith the Lofty One stirs up wild battles? 10 Slay us not; bring, bestow onus the ample gift which thou hast to give to him who offers. 11 Now, Indra! lauded, glorified with praises, let power swell high, like rivers, for the singer.

2 Agni, the great who ward not off the anger of thy power and might 3 Thee, Agni, would we choose as Priest, the perfecter of strength and skill; 4 Here as is needful for thine aid we toil, O Conqueror, day by day,

2 Even as the power of Dyaus, to thee, O Indra, all Asura sway was by the Gods entrusted, 3 Indra, Strong, Victor, Mightier than the mighty, addressed with prayer and perfect in his splendour, 4 There, Indra, while the light was won, the Panis f1ed, 'neath a hundred blows, for wise Dasoni, 5 What time the thunder fell and Susna perished, all life's support from the great Druh was taken. 6 As the Hawk rent for him the stalk that gladdens, he wrenched the head from Namuci the Dasa. 7 Thou, thunder−armed, with thy great might hast shattered Pipru's strong forts who knew the wiles of 8 The crafty Vetasu, the swift Dasni, and Tugra speedily with all his servants, 9 Resistless, with the hosts he battles, bearing in both his arms the Vrtra−slaying thunder. 10 May we, O Indra, gain by thy new favour: so Parus laud thee, with their sacrifices, 11 Favouring Usana the son of Kavi, thou wast his ancient strengthener, O Indra. 12 Thou, roaring Indra, drovest on the waters that made a roaring sound like rushing rivers, 13 This Indra, was thy work in war: thou sentest Dhuni and Cumuri to sleep and slumber.

2 Waxing greatness Indra slayeth Vrtra: the Hero with his aid hath helped the singer. He gave S 4 Thou with thy greatness hast filled full, O Indra, even both the worlds with might, O thou Most Mighty. 5 A Bull begat the Bull for joy of battle, and a strong Mother brought forth him the manly. 6 The people falter not, nor suffer sorrow, who win themselves this God's terrific spirit. 7 Whene'er the elder fain would help the younger the greater cometh to the lesser's present. 8 Thy dear folk, Indra, who present oblations, are, in chief place, thy friends, O Thunder−wielder. 9 To thee the mighty hymn hath clamoured loudly, and, Maghavan, the eloquent hath besought thee. 10 Place us by food which thou hast given, O Indra, us and the wealthy patrons who command us.

3 Whom with their mouth they magnify, bannered with flame and homed in light. 4 Kind, Furtherer of men, he comes, when he hath reached the ends of heaven, 5 To taste man's offerings, he, the Strong, hath risen erect at sacrifice: 6 Here are oblation, worship, rest: rapidly comes his furtherance. 7 With service for chief bliss I seek the Lord of Sacrifice, Agni, whom 8 Blest evermore be all the men who come from us, who magnify 9 The path he treads is black and white and red, and striped, and brown, crimson, and glorious. 10 Thus with his thoughts, O Son of Strength, O Agni, hath Vimada, accordant with the Immortals,