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इन्द्राय हि द्यौरसुरो अनम्नतेन्द्राय मही पृथिवी वरीमभिर्द्युम्नसाता वरीमभिः। इन्द्रं विश्वे सजोषसो देवासो दधिरे पुरः। इन्द्राय विश्वा सवनानि मानुषा रातानि सन्तु मानुषा॥

indrāya hi dyaurasuro anamnatendrāya mahī pṛthivī varīmabhirdyumnasātā varīmabhiḥ | indraṁ viśve sajoṣaso devāso dadhire puraḥ | indrāya viśvā savanāni mānuṣā rātāni santu mānuṣā ||

To Indra Dyaus the Asura hath bowed him down, to Indra mighty Earth with wide-extending tracts, to win the light, with wide-spread tracts. All Gods of one accord have set Indra in front preeminent. For Indra all libations must be set apart, all man's libations set apart.

विश्वेषु हि त्वा सवनेषु तुञ्जते समानमेकं वृषमण्यवः पृथक्स्वः सनिष्यवः पृथक्। तं त्वा नावं न पर्षणिं शूषस्य धुरि धीमहि। इन्द्रं न यज्ञैश्चितयन्त आयवः स्तोमेभिरिन्द्रमायवः॥

viśveṣu hi tvā savaneṣu tuñjate samānamekaṁ vṛṣamaṇyavaḥ pṛthaksvaḥ saniṣyavaḥ pṛthak | taṁ tvā nāvaṁ na parṣaṇiṁ śūṣasya dhuri dhīmahi | indraṁ na yajñaiścitayanta āyavaḥ stomebhirindramāyavaḥ ||

In all libations men with hero spirit urge the Universal One, each seeking several light, each fain to win the light apart. Thee, furthering like a ship, will we set to the chariot-pole of strength, As men who win with sacrifices Indra's thought, men who win Indra with their lauds.

वि त्वा ततस्रे मिथुना अवस्यवो व्रजस्य साता गव्यस्य निःसृजः सक्षन्त इन्द्र निःसृजः। यद्गव्यन्ता द्वा जना स्वर्यन्ता समूहसि। आविष्करिक्रद्वृषणं सचाभुवं वज्रमिन्द्र सचाभुवम्॥

vi tvā tatasre mithunā avasyavo vrajasya sātā gavyasya niḥsṛjaḥ sakṣanta indra niḥsṛjaḥ | yadgavyantā dvā janā svaryantā samūhasi | āviṣkarikradvṛṣaṇaṁ sacābhuvaṁ vajramindra sacābhuvam ||

Couples desirous of thine aid are storming thee, pouring their presents forth to win a stall of kine, pouring gifts, Indra, seeking thee. When two men seeking spoil or heaven thou bringest face to face in war, Thou showest, Indra, -then the bolt thy constant friend, the Bull that ever waits on thee.

विदुष्टे अस्य वीर्यस्य पूरवः पुरो यदिन्द्र शारदीरवातिरः सासहानो अवातिरः। शासस्तमिन्द्र मर्त्यमयज्युं शवसस्पते। महीममुष्णाः पृथिवीमिमा अपो मन्दसान इमा अपः॥

viduṣṭe asya vīryasya pūravaḥ puro yadindra śāradīravātiraḥ sāsahāno avātiraḥ | śāsastamindra martyamayajyuṁ śavasaspate | mahīmamuṣṇāḥ pṛthivīmimā apo mandasāna imā apaḥ ||

This thine heroic power men of old time have known, wherewith thou breakest down, Indra, autumnal forts, breakest them down with conquering might. Thou hast chastised, O Indra, Lord of Strength, the man who worships not, And made thine own this great earth and these water-floods; with joyous heart these waterfloods.

आदित्ते अस्य वीर्यस्य चर्किरन्मदेषु वृषन्नुशिजो यदाविथ सखीयतो यदाविथ। चकर्थ कारमेभ्यः पृतनासु प्रवन्तवे। ते अन्यामन्यां नद्यं सनिष्णत श्रवस्यन्तः सनिष्णत॥

āditte asya vīryasya carkiranmadeṣu vṛṣannuśijo yadāvitha sakhīyato yadāvitha | cakartha kāramebhyaḥ pṛtanāsu pravantave | te anyāmanyāṁ nadyaṁ saniṣṇata śravasyantaḥ saniṣṇata ||

And they have bruited far this hero-might when thou, O Strong One, in thy joy helpest thy suppliants, who sought to win thee for their Friend. Their battle-cry thou madest sound victorious in the shocks of war. One stream after another have they gained from thee, eager for glory have they gained.

उतो नो अस्या उषसो जुषेत ह्यर्कस्य बोधि हविषो हवीमभिः स्वर्षाता हवीमभिः। यदिन्द्र हन्तवे मृधो वृषा वज्रिञ्चिकेतसि। आ मे अस्य वेधसो नवीयसो मन्म श्रुधि नवीयसः॥

uto no asyā uṣaso juṣeta hyarkasya bodhi haviṣo havīmabhiḥ svarṣātā havīmabhiḥ | yadindra hantave mṛdho vṛṣā vajriñciketasi | ā me asya vedhaso navīyaso manma śrudhi navīyasaḥ ||

Also this morn may he be well inclined to us, mark at our call our offerings and our song of praise, our call that we may win the light. As thou, O Indra Thunder-armed, wilt, as the Strong One, slay the foe, Listen thou to the prayer of me a later sage, hear thou a later sage's prayer.

त्वं तमिन्द्र वावृधानो अस्मयुरमित्रयन्तं तुविजात मर्त्यं वज्रेण शूर मर्त्यम्। जहि यो नो अघायति शृणुष्व सुश्रवस्तमः। रिष्टं न यामन्नप भूतु दुर्मतिर्विश्वाप भूतु दुर्मतिः॥

tvaṁ tamindra vāvṛdhāno asmayuramitrayantaṁ tuvijāta martyaṁ vajreṇa śūra martyam | jahi yo no aghāyati śṛṇuṣva suśravastamaḥ | riṣṭaṁ na yāmannapa bhūtu durmatirviśvāpa bhūtu durmatiḥ ||

O Indra, waxen strong and well-inclined to us, thou very mighty, slay the man that is our foe, slay the man, Hero! with thy bolt. Slay thou the man who injures us: hear thou, as readiest, to hear. Far be malignity, like mischief on the march, afar be all malignity.