आ प्र द्रव हरिवो मा वि वेनः पिशङ्गराते अभि नः सचस्व । नहि त्वदिन्द्र वस्यो अन्यदस्त्यमेनाँश्चिज्जनिवतश्चकर्थ
Drive forward, O Indra, with your tawny steeds, do not delay; come near to us. For there is no wealth apart from you, Indra; even among the people, you alone have done this.
उद्यत्सहः सहस आजनिष्ट देदिष्ट इन्द्र इन्द्रियाणि विश्वा । प्राचोदयत्सुदुघा वव्रे अन्तर्वि ज्योतिषा संववृत्वत्तमोऽवः
The mighty one was born with strength, Indra, most powerful, displayed all his powers. He set in motion the ever-yielding cow within the enclosure; with light he dispelled the gathered darkness.
अनवस्ते रथमश्वाय तक्षन्त्वष्टा वज्रं पुरुहूत द्युमन्तम् । ब्रह्माण इन्द्रं महयन्तो अर्कैरवर्धयन्नहये हन्तवा उ
The artisans fashion a chariot for the horse, Tvashtar makes the brilliant thunderbolt for you, O much-invoked one. The priests, praising Indra with hymns, made him grow, so that he might slay the foe in battle.
वृष्णे यत्ते वृषणो अर्कमर्चानिन्द्र ग्रावाणो अदितिः सजोषाः । अनश्वासो ये पवयोऽरथा इन्द्रेषिता अभ्यवर्तन्त दस्यून्
To the mighty one, let the strong sing a hymn, Indra, with the stones, Aditi in harmony. Those who are horseless, who are without chariots, driven by Indra, turned back the Dasyus.
प्र ते पूर्वाणि करणानि वोचं प्र नूतना मघवन्या चकर्थ । शक्तीवो यद्विभरा रोदसी उभे जयन्नपो मनवे दानुचित्राः
I have spoken of your former deeds, and now, O bountiful one, of your recent acts as well; like one who is mighty, you bear both heavens, conquering the waters and granting wondrous gifts to man.
तदिन्नु ते करणं दस्म विप्राहिं यद्घ्नन्नोजो अत्रामिमीथाः । शुष्णस्य चित्परि माया अगृभ्णाः प्रपित्वं यन्नप दस्यूँरसेधः
Indeed, this is your deed, O wondrous one, praised by the wise: when, slaying the foe, you measured your strength here; you even seized the illusions of Shushna, and when you drove away the Dasyus from the waters, you established their ancient flow.
त्वमपो यदवे तुर्वशायारमयः सुदुघाः पार इन्द्र । उग्रमयातमवहो ह कुत्सं सं ह यद्वामुशनारन्त देवाः
You, Indra, made the waters flow for Yadu and Turvasha, making them richly yielding; you brought the fierce Ayu and Kutsa safely across, and the gods rejoiced together with you.
इन्द्राकुत्सा वहमाना रथेना वामत्या अपि कर्णे वहन्तु । निः षीमद्भ्यो धमथो निः षधस्थान्मघोनो हृदो वरथस्तमांसि
Indra and Kutsa, carried by the chariot, let the two lovely ones bear their song to your ears; drive away the silent ones, drive away those who sit apart, O generous one, and remove the darkness from our hearts.
वातस्य युक्तान्सुयुजश्चिदश्वान्कविश्चिदेषो अजगन्नवस्युः । विश्वे ते अत्र मरुतः सखाय इन्द्र ब्रह्माणि तविषीमवर्धन्
Even the well-yoked horses of the wind, and the wise, have come here to seek your favor; all the Maruts, your friends, O Indra, have increased your strength with their hymns.
सूरश्चिद्रथं परितक्म्यायां पूर्वं करदुपरं जूजुवांसम् । भरच्चक्रमेतशः सं रिणाति पुरो दधत्सनिष्यति क्रतुं नः
Even the sun circles the chariot on its path, first making it ready, then urging it onward; the wheel, bearing the swift, joins together, setting forth in front, and it will establish our resolve.
आयं जना अभिचक्षे जगामेन्द्रः सखायं सुतसोममिच्छन् । वदन्ग्रावाव वेदिं भ्रियाते यस्य जीरमध्वर्यवश्चरन्ति
People look toward him as he approaches; Indra seeks his friend who has pressed the Soma; the stone proclaims, 'Let the altar be filled,' for whom the priests move about with the aged one.
ये चाकनन्त चाकनन्त नू ते मर्ता अमृत मो ते अंह आरन् । वावन्धि यज्यूँरुत तेषु धेह्योजो जनेषु येषु ते स्याम
Those who have praised and those who praise you now, O immortal, let no harm come to them; accept our worship, and place your strength among those people in whom we may dwell with you.
अदर्दरुत्समसृजो वि खानि त्वमर्णवान्बद्बधानाँ अरम्णाः । महान्तमिन्द्र पर्वतं वि यद्वः सृजो वि धारा अव दानवं हन्
You shattered, you released the channels, you opened the paths; you broke through the barriers, O Indra, unrestrained; when you split the great mountain, the streams flowed forth, and you slew the Dānava.
त्वमुत्साँ ऋतुभिर्बद्बधानाँ अरंह ऊधः पर्वतस्य वज्रिन् । अहिं चिदुग्र प्रयुतं शयानं जघन्वाँ इन्द्र तविषीमधत्थाः
You, O wielder of the bolt, broke through the barriers with due seasons, you released the udder of the mountain; even the mighty serpent, lying with countless coils, you, O fierce Indra, slew with your strength.
त्यस्य चिन्महतो निर्मृगस्य वधर्जघान तविषीभिरिन्द्रः । य एक इदप्रतिर्मन्यमान आदस्मादन्यो अजनिष्ट तव्यान्
Of that great, wild beast, Indra struck down the slayer with his might; he who thought himself unrivaled, from him another, more powerful, was born.
त्यं चिदेषां स्वधया मदन्तं मिहो नपातं सुवृधं तमोगाम् । वृषप्रभर्मा दानवस्य भामं वज्रेण वज्री नि जघान शुष्णम्
Even him among them, delighting in his own power, the offspring of the mist, grown strong in darkness, the bull, bearing the thunderbolt, struck down the fierce Shushna, the Dānava, with his weapon.
त्यं चिदस्य क्रतुभिर्निषत्तममर्मणो विददिदस्य मर्म । यदीं सुक्षत्र प्रभृता मदस्य युयुत्सन्तं तमसि हर्म्ये धाः
Even him, settled by his own cunning, you, O Indra, found his weak spot; when, O mighty one, filled with the strength of the draught, you placed the contender in the darkness of the house.
त्यं चिदित्था कत्पयं शयानमसूर्ये तमसि वावृधानम् । तं चिन्मन्दानो वृषभः सुतस्योच्चैरिन्द्रो अपगूर्या जघान
Even him, lying thus, swelling in the sunless darkness, you, rejoicing, O bull, with the pressed Soma, Indra, struck down from above.
उद्यदिन्द्रो महते दानवाय वधर्यमिष्ट सहो अप्रतीतम् । यदीं वज्रस्य प्रभृतौ ददाभ विश्वस्य जन्तोरधमं चकार
Indra raised his weapon high for the great Dānava, seeking an unfailing blow; when you took up the bolt, you made the lowest of all creatures.
त्यं चिदर्णं मधुपं शयानमसिन्वं वव्रं मह्याददुग्रः । अपादमत्रं महता वधेन नि दुर्योण आवृणङ्मृध्रवाचम्
Even him, the roaring, honey-drinking, lying in the hollow, the fierce one, you, O mighty Indra, struck down; footless, handless, with a mighty blow you cast him into a dark place, his speech stilled.
को अस्य शुष्मं तविषीं वरात एको धना भरते अप्रतीतः । इमे चिदस्य ज्रयसो नु देवी इन्द्रस्यौजसो भियसा जिहाते
Who can withstand his force, his might? Alone, unconquered, he wins the riches; even these, the swift ones, now, O gods, flee in fear of Indra's strength.
न्यस्मै देवी स्वधितिर्जिहीत इन्द्राय गातुरुशतीव येमे । सं यदोजो युवते विश्वमाभिरनु स्वधाव्ने क्षितयो नमन्त
For him, the divine favor chooses Indra, as a swift woman chooses a husband; when his strength unites with all, the worlds bow down to the self-powerful one.
एकं नु त्वा सत्पतिं पाञ्चजन्यं जातं शृणोमि यशसं जनेषु । तं मे जगृभ्र आशसो नविष्ठं दोषा वस्तोर्हवमानास इन्द्रम्
Indeed, I hear of you alone, O lord of truth, born of the Panchajanas, renowned among people. The eager ones have seized you for me, O newest Indra, calling you at night and at dawn.
एवा हि त्वामृतुथा यातयन्तं मघा विप्रेभ्यो ददतं शृणोमि । किं ते ब्रह्माणो गृहते सखायो ये त्वाया निदधुः काममिन्द्र
Thus I hear of you, who moves with purpose, who gives riches to the priests. What use are those companions to you, O Indra, those priests who have set aside their desire for you?
महि महे तवसे दीध्ये नॄनिन्द्रायेत्था तवसे अतव्यान् । यो अस्मै सुमतिं वाजसातौ स्तुतो जने समर्यश्चिकेत
For the great, for the mighty, I kindle praise among men—thus for Indra, the mighty, in the wilds. He who, when praised in the contest for wealth, is recognized by the people as a friend in battle.
स त्वं न इन्द्र धियसानो अर्कैर्हरीणां वृषन्योक्त्रमश्रेः । या इत्था मघवन्ननु जोषं वक्षो अभि प्रार्यः सक्षि जनान्
So you, O Indra, inspired by thought, with hymns, did not tire of the yoke of your bay steeds. O generous one, as you thus gladly advance, may you, worthy of praise, protect the people.
न ते त इन्द्राभ्यस्मदृष्वायुक्तासो अब्रह्मता यदसन् । तिष्ठा रथमधि तं वज्रहस्ता रश्मिं देव यमसे स्वश्वः
None of those who have not praised you, O Indra, have ever surpassed us; when they were faithless, they became nothing. Stand upon your chariot, O thunderbolt-holder, hold the reins, O god, and drive your own horses.
पुरू यत्त इन्द्र सन्त्युक्था गवे चकर्थोर्वरासु युध्यन् । ततक्षे सूर्याय चिदोकसि स्वे वृषा समत्सु दासस्य नाम चित्
Many are the praises, O Indra, that exist for you; fighting for the cows, you acted in the broad fields. You even made a place for the Sun in his own abode, O bull, and in battles you made the name of the Dasa known.
वयं ते त इन्द्र ये च नरः शर्धो जज्ञाना याताश्च रथाः । आस्माञ्जगम्यादहिशुष्म सत्वा भगो न हव्यः प्रभृथेषु चारुः
We are yours, O Indra, and so are those men, the hosts that are born and the chariots that have set out. May you come to us, O serpent-slayer, with your strength, like fortune, delightful in the offerings and lovely in the contests.
पपृक्षेण्यमिन्द्र त्वे ह्योजो नृम्णानि च नृतमानो अमर्तः । स न एनीं वसवानो रयिं दाः प्रार्य स्तुषे तुविमघस्य दानम्
With your might, O Indra, you have surpassed all, immortal, most heroic in manly deeds. Grant us this wealth, O giver of riches, worthy of praise, I praise the gift of the very generous one.