Indra, the eager and mighty, is invited to approach and partake of the sacred Soma, for the seat upon the holy grass is prepared for him. The shelter offered by Mitra, Aryaman, and the unconquerable Varuṇa is vast and protective, and with Indra’s help, the much-invoked leader, the people become guides and upholders of their chariots. The Somas, divided into their portions, are offered to Indra to gladden him. The stone-armed one is asked to grant wealth and to strike down those who oppose prayer. Indra, lover of song, is called upon to protect the pressed Soma, for he delights in its sweet streams, and from him comes renowned glory. Indra is always to be praised, for no god who is worshipped turns away from him, the heroic one. The Soma drops flow together for him, as rivers to the ocean, and none surpasses Indra. The singers chant only Indra’s name, praising him with hymns, and their voices call upon his might. The people seek from Indra strength and the wealth of the Ribhus, asking the mighty one for vigor and the power to strive. Indra is called upon to dispel great fear, for he is steadfast and wise among men. These praises, composed for the singer of the skies, seek Indra as cows seek their calf. Indra and Pūṣan are invoked for friendship, well-being, and the attainment of strength. There is none superior or greater than Indra, slayer of Vṛtra; none is his equal. The swift one among people, giver of wealth and cattle, is praised as the equal of all. Hymns are poured forth to Indra, rising in harmony to the mighty bull, the lord. That mortal is well-guided whom the Maruts, Aryaman, and Mitra, who do no harm, support. Indra is asked to bring forth whatever wealth is hidden, firm, or concealed, whatever precious treasure is withheld. The most renowned deed of Indra, slayer of Vṛtra, is celebrated for the benefit and greatness of the people. Through Indra’s help, the hero, the people seek fame and the attainment of the highest goal. In the morning, offerings of grain, cakes, and hymns are presented to Indra. Indra’s power is shown when he struck off Namuci’s head with the foam of water, conquering all contests. The Soma juices, pressed and yet to be pressed, are offered to Indra for his delight. For him, the radiant seat is spread, and the singers seek his graciousness. Indra is called to come as the Soma is poured, bestower of a hundred powers, to be sprinkled with the greatest juices. He is asked to approach with a hundredfold strength, with desired gifts, with a thousandfold might. The slayer of Vṛtra gave the drop; when born, he asked his mother about the fierce ones who hear. The mighty hymn, flowing with praise, is invoked for aid, accomplishing work for support. Varuṇa, Mitra, and Aryaman, wise and united with the gods, are asked to lead the people with upright guidance. From afar, the radiant one, ever youthful, spreads his light in all directions. Mitra and Varuṇa, with clarified butter, release cattle-rich abundance and, with honey, grant the realms. The sons raise their voices, reaching the ends in sacrifice; the strong ones, well-known, come for the journey. Vishnu strode widely, placing his foot three times, firmly set in the dust. Indra is called to come, driven by his spirit, to raise up the well-pressed Soma and drink the gift. The wise and the great god are praised with the fitting word, which belongs to him alone. Neither the hymn being praised nor the wealth is noticed, nor is the song being sung perceived. Indra is most delighted by hymns; he is the lord of prizes and the companion of the Soma-pressed, with tawny steeds. He is invited to approach and not turn away, as a mighty youth, and to come when the praised hymn pleases him, for the long-pressed Soma and refreshment. Indra is asked to drink the Soma for the Brahman’s generosity, to follow the seasons, for his friendship is unbroken. The singers proclaim themselves as Indra’s own, the lover of song, and ask the Soma-drinker to conquer for them.