प्रो अस्मा उपस्तुतिं भरता यज्जुजोषति । उक्थैरिन्द्रस्य माहिनं वयो वर्धन्ति सोमिनो भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
Let us bring forth praise for him, which he will gladly accept; with hymns, the Soma-offerers magnify Indra's greatness; the gracious gifts of Indra increase.
अयुजो असमो नृभिरेकः कृष्टीरयास्यः । पूर्वीरति प्र वावृधे विश्वा जातान्योजसा भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
Unyoked, unmatched among men, he alone advances among the peoples; by his might he has surpassed many, all beings; the gracious gifts of Indra increase.
अहितेन चिदर्वता जीरदानुः सिषासति । प्रवाच्यमिन्द्र तत्तव वीर्याणि करिष्यतो भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
Even with an unyoked horse, the old enemy tries to prevail; let your deeds, O Indra, be spoken of, your heroic acts; the gracious gifts of Indra increase.
आ याहि कृणवाम त इन्द्र ब्रह्माणि वर्धना । येभिः शविष्ठ चाकनो भद्रमिह श्रवस्यते भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
Come here, Indra, let us perform for you songs of praise that bring increase; with these, most powerful one, delight yourself—may good fame be here; the gracious gifts of Indra increase.
धृषतश्चिद्धृषन्मनः कृणोषीन्द्र यत्त्वम् । तीव्रैः सोमैः सपर्यतो नमोभिः प्रतिभूषतो भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
Even with a bold mind, you act boldly, O Indra, when you, worshipped with strong Somas and reverence, are adorned; the gracious gifts of Indra increase.
अव चष्ट ऋचीषमोऽवताँ इव मानुषः । जुष्ट्वी दक्षस्य सोमिनः सखायं कृणुते युजं भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
He has looked down as a protector, as a guardian over men; having enjoyed the skill of the Soma-presser, he makes a friend as his companion; the gracious gifts of Indra increase.
विश्वे त इन्द्र वीर्यं देवा अनु क्रतुं ददुः । भुवो विश्वस्य गोपतिः पुरुष्टुत भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
All the gods, O Indra, have given you strength and counsel; you are the lord of all existence, much-praised; the gracious gifts of Indra increase.
गृणे तदिन्द्र ते शव उपमं देवतातये । यद्धंसि वृत्रमोजसा शचीपते भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
I praise that power of yours, Indra, supreme among the gods, for which you, lord of might, destroyed Vṛtra with your strength; the gracious gifts of Indra increase.
समनेव वपुष्यतः कृणवन्मानुषा युगा । विदे तदिन्द्रश्चेतनमध श्रुतो भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
Fashioning the two as if alike, the generations of men; Indra, the wise, perceives this—indeed, the bounties of Indra are renowned and auspicious.
उज्जातमिन्द्र ते शव उत्त्वामुत्तव क्रतुम् । भूरिगो भूरि वावृधुर्मघवन्तव शर्मणि भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
Exalted is your might, Indra, and your wisdom is supreme; many, indeed, have grown strong in your shelter, O generous one—Indra’s gifts are auspicious.
अहं च त्वं च वृत्रहन्सं युज्याव सनिभ्य आ । अरातीवा चिदद्रिवोऽनु नौ शूर मंसते भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
You and I, O slayer of Vṛtra, are yoked together as allies; even against the hostile, O stone-wielder, the hero thinks upon us—Indra’s gifts are auspicious.
सत्यमिद्वा उ तं वयमिन्द्रं स्तवाम नानृतम् । महाँ असुन्वतो वधो भूरि ज्योतींषि सुन्वतो भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
Truly, we praise that Indra, not falsehood; great is his destruction for the non-sacrificer, many are the lights for the sacrificer—Indra’s gifts are auspicious.
स पूर्व्यो महानां वेनः क्रतुभिरानजे । यस्य द्वारा मनुष्पिता देवेषु धिय आनजे
He, the ancient singer of the great, with his powers, is ever new; by whose doors Manu’s father brought wisdom among the gods.
दिवो मानं नोत्सदन्सोमपृष्ठासो अद्रयः । उक्था ब्रह्म च शंस्या
The stones pressed with Soma do not overstep the measure of heaven; hymns and sacred utterances are to be praised.
स विद्वाँ अङ्गिरोभ्य इन्द्रो गा अवृणोदप । स्तुषे तदस्य पौंस्यम्
He, knowing, chose the cows for the Angirases, O Indra; I praise that manliness of his.
स प्रत्नथा कविवृध इन्द्रो वाकस्य वक्षणिः । शिवो अर्कस्य होमन्यस्मत्रा गन्त्ववसे
He, ancient, grown by the seers, Indra, the treasure of speech; gracious to the hymn’s offering, may he come here for our aid.
आदू नु ते अनु क्रतुं स्वाहा वरस्य यज्यवः । श्वात्रमर्का अनूषतेन्द्र गोत्रस्य दावने
Now, according to your will, let the worshippers with Svāhā follow; the hymns have sought your protection, Indra, for the winning of the clan.
इन्द्रे विश्वानि वीर्या कृतानि कर्त्वानि च । यमर्का अध्वरं विदुः
In Indra are all heroic deeds accomplished and to be done; whom the hymns know as the lord of the sacrifice.
यत्पाञ्चजन्यया विशेन्द्रे घोषा असृक्षत । अस्तृणाद्बर्हणा विपोऽर्यो मानस्य स क्षयः
When, with the people of Pañcajana, the shouts of Indra resounded; he spread out the seats, the rivers, for the Arya, that is the dwelling of the mind.
इयमु ते अनुष्टुतिश्चकृषे तानि पौंस्या । प्रावश्चक्रस्य वर्तनिम्
This praise of yours has been composed, for those manly deeds; you have opened the path of the wheel.
अस्य वृष्णो व्योदन उरु क्रमिष्ट जीवसे । यवं न पश्व आ ददे
His, the mighty one’s, expanse is wide, to be traversed for life; like barley to cattle, he has given.
तद्दधाना अवस्यवो युष्माभिर्दक्षपितरः । स्याम मरुत्वतो वृधे
Holding that, the helpers, your wise fathers; may we be for the increase of the Marut-wielder.
बळृत्वियाय धाम्न ऋक्वभिः शूर नोनुमः । जेषामेन्द्र त्वया युजा
For the strength, for the abode, with the singers, O hero, we strive; may we conquer, Indra, with you as our ally.
अस्मे रुद्रा मेहना पर्वतासो वृत्रहत्ये भरहूतौ सजोषाः । यः शंसते स्तुवते धायि पज्र इन्द्रज्येष्ठा अस्माँ अवन्तु देवाः
May the Rudras, the Maruts, the mountains, united, aid us in the slaying of Vṛtra, in the call for battle; whoever praises and lauds, may he be protected, and may the gods, with Indra as chief, guard us.
उत्त्वा मन्दन्तु स्तोमाः कृणुष्व राधो अद्रिवः । अव ब्रह्मद्विषो जहि
May the hymns gladden you, doer of deeds; cast down the haters of prayer.
पदा पणीँरराधसो नि बाधस्व महाँ असि । नहि त्वा कश्चन प्रति
With your foot, drive away the avaricious Paṇis; you are great—no one can withstand you.
त्वमीशिषे सुतानामिन्द्र त्वमसुतानाम् । त्वं राजा जनानाम्
You are the lord of the pressed libations, Indra, you are also of the unpressed; you are the king of the people.
एहि प्रेहि क्षयो दिव्याघोषञ्चर्षणीनाम् । ओभे पृणासि रोदसी
Come, approach, master of the house, with the resounding cry of the people; you fill both heaven and earth.
त्यं चित्पर्वतं गिरिं शतवन्तं सहस्रिणम् । वि स्तोतृभ्यो रुरोजिथ
Even that mountain, the hill with a hundred and a thousand peaks, you have split apart for the singers.
वयमु त्वा दिवा सुते वयं नक्तं हवामहे । अस्माकं काममा पृण
We call upon you by day at the pressing, we call upon you by night; fulfill our desire for us.