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1 INDRA, bring wealth that gives delight, the victor's ever−conquering wealth, Most excellent, to be ou 2 By means of which we may repel our foes in battle hand to hand, 3 Aided by thee, the thunder−armed, Indra, may we lift up the bolt, 4 With thee, O India, for ally with missile−darting heroes, may 5 Mighty is Indra, yea supreme; greatness be his, the Thunderer: 6 Which aideth those to win them sons, who come as heroes to the fight, 7 His belly, drinking deepest draughts of Soma, like an ocean swells, 8 So also is his excellence, great, vigorous, rich in cattle, like 9 For verily thy mighty powers, Indra, are saving helps at once 10 So are his lovely gifts; let lauds and praises be to Indra sung,

2 He, Mighty, knows the gift of wealth, he knows the deep recess of heaven: 3 He knows, a God himself, to guide Gods to the righteous in his home: 4 He is the Herald: well−informed, he doth his errand to and fro, 5 May we be they who gratify Agni with sacrificial gifts, 6 Illustrious for wealth are they, and hero deeds, victorious, 7 So unto us, day after day, may riches craved by many come, 8 That holy Singer in his strength shoots forth his arrows swifter than

2 Thee, Agni, men have stablished as their guest of old, as Master of the household, thee, with hair of fla 3 The tribes of men praise thee, Agni, who knowest well burnt offerings, the Discerner, lavishest of wealt 4 Ever to thee, O Agni, as exceeding strong have we drawn nigh with songs and reverence singing hymns. 5 Thou, Agni! multiform, God who art lauded much! givest in every house subsistence as of old. 6 The Gods, Most Youthful Agni, have made thee, inflamed, the bearer of oblations and the messenger. 7 Men seeking joy have lit thee worshipped from of old, O Agni, with good fuel and with sacred oil.

2 That Agni, when in loftiest heaven he sprang to life, Guardian of Holy Laws, kept and observed them w 3 Wonderful Mitra propped the heaven and earth apart, and covered and concealed 4 The Migbty seized him in the bosom of the floods: the people waited on the King who should be praise 5 In every age bestow upon the singers wealth, worthy of holy synods, glorious, ever new. 6 Do thou bestow, O Agni, on our wealthy chiefs, rule, with good heroes, undecaying, bending not. 7 O thou who dwellest in three places, Helper, keep with effective guards our princely patrons.

3 How dost thou decorate our hymn, O Agni? What power dost thou exert when thou art lauded? 4 Far famed is this the Bharata's own Agni he shineth like the Sun with lofty splendour. 5 Full many oblations are in thee collected: with all thine aspects thou hast waxen gracious. 6 Be this my song, that winneth countless treasure, engendered with redoubled force for Agni, 7 We, the Vasisthas, now implore thee, Agni, O Son of Strength, the Lord of wealth and riches.

2 Come now, ye Asvins, on your car decked with a sun−bright canopy, 3 Come hither from the Nahusas, come, drawn by pure hymns, from mid−air. 4 Come to us hither from the heavens, come from mid−air, well−loved by us: 5 Come, Asvins, to give car to us, to drink the Soma, Asvins, come. 6 As, Heroes, in the olden time the Rsis called you to their aid, 7 Even from the luminous sphere of heaven come to us, ye who find the light, 8 Do others more than we adore the Asvins with their hymns of praise? 9 The holy singer with his hymns hath called you, Asvins, hither−ward; 10 What time, ye Lords of ample wealth, the Lady mounted on your car, 11 Come thence, O Asvins, on your car that hath a thousand ornaments: 12 Cheerers of many, rich in goods, discoverers of opulence, 13 O Asvins, grant us all rich gifts wherewith no man mav interfere. 14 Whether, Nasatyas, ye be nigh, or whether ye be far away, 15 Vatsa the Rsi with his songs, Nasatyas, hath exalted you: 16 Bestow on him, O Asvins, food that strengthens, and that drops with oil, 17 Come to us, ye who slay the foe, Lords of rich treasure, to this hymn. 18 The Priyamedhas have invoked you with all succours that are yours, 19 Come to us, Asvins, ye Who bring felicity, auspicious Ones, 20 Aid us, O Heroes, for those hymns for which ye helped GoSarya erst, 21 And favoured Trasadasyu, ye Heroes, in spoil−deciding fray: 22 O Asvins, may pure hymns of ours, and songs and praises, honour you: 23 Three places of the Asvins, erst concealed, are made apparent now. Both

2 Laid in the bowl, pure−flowing on to Vayu and the Asvins, may 3 Soma, as thou art purified, incite to bounty Indra's heart, 4 The ten swift fingers deck thee forth, seven ministers impel thee on: 5 When through the filter thou art poured, we clothe thee with a robe of milk 6 When purified within the jars, Soma, brightred and golden−hued, 7 Flow on to us and make us rich. Drive all our enemies away. 9 May we obtain thee, Indra's drink, who viewest men and findest light,

2 The Bull, the youngling with the hump, hath frolicked, the strong and never−ceasing Calf hath bellowed 3 Him who hath grasped his Parents' head, they stablished at sacrifice a wave of heavenly lustre. 4 For, Vasu thou precedest every Morning, and still hast been the Twins' illuminator. 5 Thou art the Eye and Guard of mighty Order, and Varuna when to sacrifice thou comest. 6 Thou art the Leader of the rite and region, to which with thine auspicious teams thou teadest, 7 Through his wise insight Trita in the cavern, seeking as ever the Chief Sire's intention, 8 Well−skilled to use the weapons of his Father, Aptya, urged on by Indra, fought the battle. 9 Lord of the brave, Indra cleft him in pieces who sought to gain much strength and deemed him mighty.