HYMN V. Indra.
1. O COME ye hither, sit ye down: to Indra sing ye forth, your song,
companions, bringing hymns of praise.
2. To him the richest of the rich, the Lord of treasures excellent,
Indra, wi th Soma juice outpoured.
3. May he stand by us in our need and in abundance for our wealth:
May he come nigh us with his strength.
4. Whose pair of tawny horses yoked in battles foemen challenge not:
To him, to Indra sing your song.
5. Nigh to the Soma-drinker come, for his enjoyment, these pure drops,
The Somas mingled with the curd.
6. Thou, grown at once to perfect strength, wast born to drink the Soma juice,
Strong Indra, for preeminence.
7. O Indra, lover of the song, may these quick Somas enter thee:
May they bring bliss to thee the Sage.
8. Our chants of praise have strengthened thee, O Satakratu, and our lauds
So strengthen thee the songs we sing.
9. Indra, whose succour never fails, accept these viands thousandfold,
Wherein all manly powers abide.
10. O Indra, thou who lovest song, let no man hurt our bodies, keep
Slaughter far from us, for thou canst.
HYMN VI. Indra.
1. They who stand round him as he moves harness the bright, the ruddy Steed
The lights are shining in the sky.
2. On both sides to the car they yoke the two bay coursers dear to him,
Bold, tawny, bearers of the Chief.
3. Thou, making light where no light was, and form, O men: where form was not,
Wast born together with the Dawns.
4. Thereafter they, as is their wont, threw off the state of’ babes unborn,
Assuming sacrificial names.
5. Thou, Indra, with the Tempest-Gods, the breakers down of what is firm ‘
Foundest the kine even in the cave.
6. Worshipping even as they list, singers laud him who findeth wealth,
The far-renowned, the mighty One.
7. Mayest thou verily be seen coming by fearless Indra’s side:
Both joyous, equal in your sheen.
8. With Indra’s well beloved hosts, the blameless, hastening to heaven,
The sacrificer cries aloud.
9. Come from this place, O Wanderer, or downward from the light of heaven:
Our songs of praise all yearn for this.
10. Indra we seek to give us help, from here, from heaven above the earth,
Or from the spacious firmament.
HYMN VII. Indra.
1. INDRA the singers with high praise, Indra reciters with their lauds,
Indra the choirs have glorified.
2. Indra hath ever close to him his two bay steeds and word-yoked car,
Indra the golden, thunder-armed.
3. Indra hath raised the Sun on high in heaven, that he may see afar:
He burst the mountain for the kine.
4. Help us, O Indra, in the frays, yea, frays, where thousand spoils are gained,
With awful aids, O awful One.
5. In mighty battle we invoke Indra, Indra in lesser fight,
The Friend who bends his bolt at fiends.
6. Unclose, our manly Hero, thou for ever bounteous, yonder cloud,
For us, thou irresistible.
7. Still higher, at each strain of mine, thunder-armed Indra’s praises rise:
I find no laud worthy of him.
8. Even as the bull drives on the herds, he drives the people with his might,
The Ruler irresistible:
9. Indra who rules with single sway men, riches, and the fivefold race
Of those who dwell upon the earth.
10. For your sake from each side we call Indra away from other men:
Ours, and none others’, may he be.
HYMN VIII. Indra.
1. INDRA, bring wealth that gives delight, the victor’s ever-conquering wealth,
Most excellent, to be our aid;
2. By means of which we may repel our foes in battle hand to hand,
By thee assisted with the car.
3. Aided by thee, the thunder-armed, Indra, may we lift up the bolt,
And conquer all our foes in fight.
4. With thee, O India, for ally with missile-darting heroes, may
We conquer our embattled foes.
5. Mighty is Indra, yea supreme; greatness be his, the Thunderer:
Wide as the heaven extends his power
6. Which aideth those to win them sons, who come as heroes to the fight,
Or singers loving holy thoughts.
7. His belly, drinking deepest draughts of Soma, like an ocean swells,
Like wide streams from the cope of heaven.
8. So also is his excellence, great, vigorous, rich in cattle, like
A ripe branch to the worshipper.
9. For verily thy mighty powers, Indra, are saving helps at once
Unto a worshipper like me.
10. So are his lovely gifts; let lauds and praises be to Indra sung,
That he may drink the Soma juice.
