I Indra

1 Swift, rapidly striking, like a bull who sharpens his horns, terrific, stirring up the people, With eyes that close not, bellowing, sole hero, Indra [GOD the Mighty] subdued at once a hundred armies.

2 With him loud-roaring, ever watchful victor, bold, hard to overthrow, rouser of battle, Indra, the strong, whose hand bears arrows, conquer, ye heroes, now, now vanquish in the combat!

3 He rules with those who carry shafts and quivers, Indra who with his band brings hosts together, Foe-conquering, strong of arm, with mighty bow, shooting with well-laid arrows.

II Brihaspati. Indra

1 Brihaspati [GOD the Lord of prayer], fly with thy chariot hither, slayer of demons, driving off our foemen! Be thou protector of our cars, destroyer, victor in battle, breaker-up of armies!

2 Conspicuous, by thy strength, firm, foremost fighter, mighty and fierce, victorious, all-subduing, The [servant] of Conquest, passing men and heroes, kine-winner, mount thy conquering car, O Indra [GOD the Mighty]!

3 Cleaver of stalls, kine-winner, armed with thunder, who quells an army and with might destroys it— Follow him, brothers! quit yourselves like heroes, and like this Indra show your zeal and courage!

III Indra. Brihaspati

1 Piercing with conquering strength the cow-stalls, Indra [GOD the Mighty], pitiless hero with unbounded anger, Victor in fight, unshaken and resistless—may he protect our armies in our battles!

2 Indra guide these! Brihaspati, and Soma, the guerdon and the sacrifice precede them; And let the banded Maruts [angels] march in forefront of heavenly hosts that conquer and demolish!

3 Ours be the potent host of mighty Indra, King Varuna [GOD the All-Seeing], the Maruts, and Adityas [angels]! Uplifted is the shout of those who conquer, high-minded [angels] who cause the worlds to tremble.

IV Indra. Maruts

1 Bristle thou up, O Maghavan, our weapons: excite the spirits of my warring heroes! Urge on the strong steed's might, O Vritra-slayer, and let the din of conquering cars go upward.

2 May Indra [GOD the Mighty] aid us when our flags are gathered: victorious be the arrows of our army! May our brave men of war prevail in battle. Ye [angels], protect us in the shout of onset!

3 That army of the foemen, O ye Maruts [angels], which, striving in its mighty strength, approaches, Hide ye and bury it in pathless darkness that not a man of them may know the other!

VI Indra and others

1 Let ravens and strong-pinioned birds pursue them: yea, let that army be the food of vultures! Indra [GOD the Mighty], let none escape, no sin-remover: behind them all let following birds be gathered!

2 This host of foemen, Maghavan, that cometh on in warlike show— Meet it, O Vritra-slayer, thou, Indra, and Agni, with your flames!

3 There where the flights of arrows fall like boys whose locks are yet unshorn, Even there may Brahmanaspati [GOD the Lord of prayer], may Aditi protect us well, protect us well through all our days!

VII Indra

1 Drive Rakshasas and foes away, break thou in pieces Vritra's jaws: O Vritra-slaying Indra [GOD the Mighty], quell the foeman's wrath who threatens us!

2 O Indra, beat our foes away, humble the men who challenge us: Send down to nether darkness him who seeks to do us injury!

3 Strong, ever-youthful are the arms of Indra, fair, unassailable, never to be vanquished: These first let him employ when need hath come on us, wherewith the Asuras' great might was overthrown.

VIII Soma, Varuna

1 Thy vital parts I cover with thine armour: with immortality King Soma [GOD's provision] clothe thee! Varuna [GOD the All-Seeing] give thee what is more than ample, and in thy victory may [angels] be joyful!

2 Blind, O my foemen, shall ye be, even as headless serpents are: May Indra slay each best of you when Agni's flame hath struck you down!

3 Whoso would kill us, whether he be a stranger foe or one of us, May all the [angels] discomfit him! My nearest, closest mail is prayer, my closest armour and defence.

IX Indra. All-Gods

1 Like a dread wild beast roaming on the mountain thou hast approached us from the farthest distance. Whetting thy bolt and thy sharp blade, O Indra [GOD the Mighty], crush thou the foe and scatter those who hate us!

2 Gods [angels], may our ears hear that which is auspicious, may our eyes see that which is good, ye holy! Extolling you with still strong limbs and bodies, may we attain the age by [GOD] appointed!

3 Illustrious far and wide, may Indra bless us, may Pushan bless us, master of all riches! May Tarkshya with uninjured fellies bless us! Brihaspati bestow on us his favour! Brihaspati bestow on us his favour!