Indra, the mighty lord of the heavens, was invoked by the sages and singers for his heroic deeds and generous blessings. Upon the great mountain, he cast down the Dāsa named Śambara, demonstrating his power over the enemies of the righteous. He struck down Varchin, another Dāsa, scattering thousands and hundreds as though in five gatherings, his might unmatched and his victories resounding. Indra, of a hundred powers, accepted the son of Agri, who had been cast away, honoring him through the hymns sung in his praise. With his wisdom and strength, Indra brought the Turvaśa and Yadu, who were unwashed and in need, safely across perilous waters, guiding them as the lord of might. On the farther side of the Sarayu, Indra struck down the Aryas, those with bright chariots, amid the flood, ensuring the triumph of his chosen. Yet, Indra, the slayer of Vṛtra, abandoned the two who were blind and lame; this was not his favor for the eighth. For Divodāsa, the devoted worshipper, Indra shattered a hundred stone-built cities, breaking the strongholds of the Dāsas. He made a thousand and thirty Dāsas sleep in fear, subduing them by force with his magic. Thus, Indra became the lord of wealth, scattering all opposition and fulfilling the desires of his followers. The sages prayed that whatever heroic deed Indra would accomplish that day, none would diminish his strength. They invoked Aryaman, Pūṣan, Bhaga, and the gracious god to grant favor upon favor from afar. The singers wondered by what wondrous means Indra had become their ever-strengthening friend and messenger, protected by his most powerful help. Among his delights, which was greatest—the joy of Soma, the nectar of the gods? Indra, giver of wealth, broke even the firmest opponents. They prayed for Indra to be the protector of friends and singers, to multiply his aids a hundredfold. They called him to come as a wheel fits the axle of a chariot, bringing together the bands of peoples. Indra advanced at the forefront of intentions, as if going to a contest, partaking together with the sun. When Indra’s powers and deeds united, they shone in him and in the sun. The sages called him Maghavan, lord of might, generous giver to the seeker. Even today, for those who praise and press Soma, Indra bestows great wealth. Yet, the distant ones and those who act with deceit never attain his bounty. They prayed for a hundred, a thousand aids from Indra to protect them, for all desired blessings to be theirs. They asked Indra to choose them for friendship and well-being, for great wealth shining in the sky. They sought all-encompassing wealth and protection from Indra, requesting herds and cattle-stalls as he had granted before with new aids. May their strong chariot, never failing, shining, rich in cows and horses, advance. May their fame be highest among the gods, most abundant, like the sky above. Indra, slayer of Vṛtra, was called to approach their portion with his great and mighty aids. He was ever a stirrer of men, wondrous among the wondrous, creating marvels for help. Even those who were weak and diminished, Indra struck down the arrogant with his might, together with his companions. The singers declared themselves with Indra, praising him and asking him to come for them alone. They sought his wondrous, flawless, and invincible aids, calling him stone-armed. May they be friends of the bounteous Indra, possessing cattle, yoked for prize-winning, eager for contest. For Indra alone is lord of the prize rich in cattle; they prayed for great sustenance. No one turns Indra away when, praised, he wishes to give wealth, for he loves the singers. The Gotamas raised their songs to Indra for the eager prize-winning. They proclaimed his heroic deeds, delighting in Soma, which he performed by breaking the forts of the Dasyus. Indra’s mighty acts, wise and singer-loving, were praised at the pressings. The Gotamas, with their songs, increased Indra, and in them he placed glory rich in heroes. For Indra is ever the common helper of all, the one whom all invoke. They prayed for Indra, treasure-giver, to be present, to rejoice in the Soma, and to drink the nectar offered to him. Thus, the story of Indra’s greatness, his victories, his generosity, and his friendship with the singers unfolds, as they call upon him for protection, wealth, and glory, trusting in his wondrous powers and ever-present aid.