SV 2.2.4

1. Tossing about, the active ones came nigh to Indra at his birth, Winning themselves heroic might. 2. Never, O Gods, do we offend, nor are we ever obstinate We walk as holy texts command. 3. Evening is come: sing loudly thou Atharvan's nobly singing son: Give praise to Savitar the God! 4. Now Morning with her earliest light shines forth, dear daughter of the Sky: High, Asvins, I extol your praise. 5. Armed with the bones of dead Dadhyach, Indra, with unresisted might The nine-and-ninety Vritras slew. 6. Come, Indra, and delight thee with the juice at all our Soma feasts, Protector, mighty in thy strength 7. O thou who slayest Vritras, come, O Indra, hither to our side, Mighty one, with thy mighty aids! 8. That might of his shone brightly forth when Indra brought together, like A skin, the worlds of heaven and earth, 9. This is thine own Thou drawest near, as turns a pigeon to his mate: Thou carest, too, for this our prayer. 10. May Vata breathe his balm on us, healthful, delightful to our heart: May he prolong our days of life