1 HE who, as Sovran Lord of men, moves with his chariots unrestrained, The Vṛtra-slayer vanquisher, of fighting hosts, preeminent, is praised with song.
2 Honour that Indra, Puruhanman! for his aid, in whose sustaining hand of old, The splendid bolt of thunder was deposited, as the great Sun was set in heaven.
4 The potent Conqueror, invincible in war, him at whose birth the Mighty Ones, The Kine who spread afar, sent their loud voices out, heavens, earths seat their loud voices out,
yád dyā́va indra te śatáṃ śatám bhū́mīr utá siyúḥ | ná tvā vajrin sahásraṃ sū́riyā ánu ná jātám aṣṭa ródasī ||
5 O Indra, if a hundred heavens and if a hundred earths were thine—No, not a thousand Suns could match thee at thy birth, not both the worlds, O Thunderer.
6 Thou, Hero, hast performed thy hero deeds with might, yea, all with strength, O Strongest One. Maghavan, help us to a stable full of kine, O Thunderer, with wondrous aids.
ná sīm ádeva āpad íṣaṃ dīrghāyo mártiyaḥ | étagvā cid yá étaśā yuyójate hárī índro yuyójate ||
7 Let not a godless mortal gain this food, O thou whose life is long! But one who yokes the bright-hued steeds, the Etasas, even Indra yoker of the Bays.
táṃ vo mahó mahā́yiyam índraṃ dānā́ya sakṣáṇim | yó gādhéṣu yá ā́raṇeṣu háviyo vā́jeṣu ásti háviyaḥ ||
8 Urge ye the Conqueror to give, your Indra greatly to be praised, To be invoked in shallow waters and in depths, to be invoked in deeds of might.
11 The man who brings no sacrifice, inhuman, godless, infidel, Him let his friend the mountain cast to rapid death, the mountain cast the Dasyu down.
tuváṃ na indra āsãṃ háste śaviṣṭha dāváne | dhānā́nãṃ ná sáṃ gr̥bhāya asmayúr dvíḥ sáṃ gr̥bhāya asmayúḥ ||
12 O Mightiest Indra, loving us, gather thou up, as grains of corn, Within thine hand, of these their kine, to give away, yea, gather twice as loving us.
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Maṇḍala I