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2 He who slew Vrtra, burst the cloud, brake the strongholds and drave the floods, 3 Like pools of water deep and full, like kine thou cherishest thy might; 4 Bring thou us wealth with power to strike, our share, 'gainst him who calls it his. 5 Indra, self−ruling Lord art thou, good Leader, of most glorious fame.

2 Forth come your viands rich with store of pleasant meath, and cars and horses at the flushing of the daw 3 Drink of the meath with lips accustomed to the draught; harness for the meath's sake the chariot that ye 4 The swans ye have are friendly, rich in store of mcath, gold−pinioned, strong to draw, awake at early m 5 Well knowing solemn rites and rich in meath, the fires sing to the morning Asvins at the break of day, 6 The rays advancing nigh, chasing with day the gloom, spread through the firmament bright radiance like 7 Devout in thought I have declared, O Asvins, your chariot with good steeds, which lasts for ever,

2 Surya hath spread his light as splendour: hither came the Cows' Mother, conscious, from the stable, 3 This laud hath won the burden of the mountain. To aid the ancient birth of mighty waters 4 With hymns and God−loved words will I invoke you, Indra and Agni, to obtain your favour, 5 This day approach us: may our thoughts be holy, far from us let us cast away misfortune. 6 Come, let us carry out, O friends, the purpose wherewith the Mother threw the Cow's stall open, 7 Here, urged by hands, loudly hath rung the press−stone wherewith Navagvas through ten months sang 8 When at the dawning of this mighty Goddess, Angirases all sang forth with the cattle,− 9 Borne by his Coursers Seven may Surya visit the field that spreadeth wide for his long journey. 10 Surya hath mounted to the shining ocean when he hath yoked his fair−backed Tawny Horses. 11 I lay upon the Floods your hymn, lightwinning, wherewith Navagvas their ten months completed.

2 Even to the dull and uninspired Indra, gives vital power, and wins 3 Great are his ways of guiding us, and!

nanilbld are Ins eulogies: 4 Friends, sing your psalm and offer praise to him to whom the prayer is brought: 5 Thou, Slaughterer of Vrtra, art Guardian and Friend of one and two, 6 Beyond men's hate thou leadest us, and givest cause to sing thy praise: 7 I call with hymns, as 'twere a cow to milk, the Friend who merits praise, 8 Him in whose hands they say are stored all treasures from the days of old, 9 Lord of Strength, Caster of the Stone, destroy the firm forts built by men, 10 Thee, thee as such, O Lord of Power, O Indra, Soma−drinker, true, 11 Such as thou wast of old, and art now to be called on when the prize 12 With hymns and coursers we will gain, Indra, through thee, both steeds and spoil 13 Thou, Indra, Lover of the Song, whom men must stir to help, hast been 14 Slayer of foes, whatever aid of thine imparts the swiftest course, 15 As skilfullest of those who drive the chariot, with our art and aim, 16 Praise him who, Matchless and Alone, was born the Lord of living men, 17 Thou who hast been the singers' Friend, a Friend auspicious with thine aid, 18 Grasp in thine arms the thunderbolt, O Thunder−armed, to slay the fiends: 19 I call the ancient Friend, allied with wealth, who speeds the lowly man, 20 For he alone is Lord of all the treasures of the earth: he speeds 21 So with thy yoked teams satisfy our wish with power and wealth in steeds 22 Sing this, what time the ' juice is pressed, to him your Hero, Much−invoked, 23 He, Excellent, withholdeth not his gift of power and wealth in kine, 24 May he with might unclose for us the cow's stall, whosesoe'er it be, 25 O Indra Satakratu, these our songs have called aloud to thee, 26 Hard is thy love to win: thou art a Steer to him who longs for steers: 27 Delight thee with the juice we pour for thine own great munificence:

28 These songs with every draught we pour come, Lover of the Song, to thee, 29 To thee most oft invoked, amid the many singers' rivalry 30 Nearest and most attractive may our laud, O Indra come to thee.

31 Brbu hath set himself above the Panis, o'er their highest head, 32 He whose good bounty, thousandfold, swift as the rushing of the wind, 33 So all our singers ever praise the pious Brbu's noble deed,

2 Golden, sublime, and easy in their motion, his arms extend unto the bounds of heaven. 3 May this God Savitar, the Strong and Mighty, the Lord of precious wealth, vouchsafe us treasures. 4 These songs praise Savitar whose tongue is pleasant, praise him whose arms are full, whose hands are

2 High is their fuel, great their laud, wide is their splinter from the stake, 3 Unequelled in fight the hero leads his army with the warrior chiefs.

4 The new−born Vrtra−slayer asked his Mother, as he seized his shaft, 5 Savasi answered, He who seeks thine enmity will battle like 6 And hear, O Maghavan; to him who craves of thee thou grantest all 7 What time the Warrior Indra goes to battle, borne by noble steeds, 8 Repel, O Thunder−armed, in all directions all attacks on us: 9 May Indra set our car in front, in foremost Place to win the spoil, 10 Thine enmity may we escape, and, gakra, for thy bounty, rich 11 Softly approaching, Thunder−armed wealthy by hundreds, rich in steeds, 12 For thine exalted excellence gives to thy worshippers each day 13 Indra, we know thee breaker−down even of trong forts, winner of spoil, 14 Though thou art highest, Sage and Bold let the drops cheer thee when we come 15 Bring unto us the treasure of the opulent man who, loth to give, 16 Indra, these friends of ours, supplied with Soma, wait and look to thee, 17 And thee who art not deaf, whose cars are quick to listen, for our aid, 18 When thou hast listened, make our call one which thou never wilt forget, 19 When even now, when we have been in trouble, we have thought of thee, 20 O Lord of Strength, we rest on thee, as old men rest upon a staff: 21 To Indra sing a song of praise, Hero of mighty valour, him 22 Hero, the Soma being shed, I pour the juice for thee to drink: 23 Let not the fools, or those who mock beguile thee when they seek thine aid 24 Here let them with rich milky draught cheer thee to great munificence: 25 Proclaim in our assemblies what deeds, new and ancient, far away, 26 In battle of a thousand arms Indra drank Kadru's Soma juice:

27 True undeniabIc strength he found in Yadu and in Turvasa, 28 Him have I magnified, our Lord in, common, Guardian of your folk, 29 Rbhuksan, not to be restrained, who strengthened Tugra's son in lauds, 30 Who for Trisoka clave the hill that formed a wide receptacle, 31 Whate'er thy plan or purpose be, whate'er, in transport, thou wouldst do, 32 But little hath been heard of done upon the earth by one like thee i 33 Thine then shall be this high renown, thine shall these lofty praises be, 34 Not for one trespass, not for two, O Hero, slay us, nor for three, 35 I fear one powerful like thee, the crusherdown of enemies, 36 O wealthy God, ne'er may I live to see my friend or son in need*: 37 What friend, O people, unprovoked, hath ever said unto a friend, 38 Hero, insatiate enjoy this Soma juice so near to thee, 39 Hither I draw those Bays of thine yoked 40 Drive all our enemies away, smite down the foes who press around, 41 O Tndra, that which is concealed in strong firm place precipitous: 42 Great riches which the world of men shall recognize as sent by thbe:

2 Stream to thine embassy for us: thou hastenest, for Indra, to 3 We balm thee, red of hue, with milk to fit thee for the rapturous joy: 4 He through the sieve hath passed, as comes a courser to the pole, to run 5 All friends have lauded him as he sports in the wood, beyond the fleece: 6 Flow, Indu, with that stream wherein steeped thou announcest to the man

2 Agni, we know thy three powers in three stations, we know thy forms in many a place divided. 3 The Manly−souled lit thee in sea and waters, man's Viewer lit thee in the breast of heaven, 4 Agni roared out, like Dyaus what time he thunders: he licked the ground about the plants he flickered. 5 The spring of glories and support of riches, rouser of thoughts and guardian of the Soma, 6 Germ of the world, ensign of all creation, be sprang to life and filled the earth and heavens. 7 So among mortals was Immortal Agni stablished as holy wise and willing envoy. 8 Like gold to look on, far he shone refulgent, beaming imperishable life for glory, 9 Whoso this day, O God whose flames are lovely, prepares a cake, O Agni, mixt with butter, 10 Endow him, Agni, with a share of glory, at every song of praise sung forth enrich him. 11 While, Agni, day by day men pay thee worship they win themselves all treasures worth the wishing. 12 Agni, the Friend of men, the Soma's keeper, Vaisvanara, hath been lauded by the Rsis.