Drink thou the Soma for our help, bright, vigilant, exceeding strong, O Indra, Lord of Hundred Powers.
O Satakratu, powers which thou mid the Five Races hast displayed These, Indra, do I claim of thee.
Indra, great glory hast thou gained. Win splendid fame which none may mar: We make thy might perpetual.
Come to us either from anear, or, Sakra, come from far away. Indra, wherever be thy home, come to us thence, O Thunder-armed.
Verily Indra, conquering all, driveth even mighty fear away; For firm is he and swift to act.
Indra be gracious unto us: sin shall not reach us afterward. And good shall be before us still,
From all the regions of the world let Indra send security. The foe-subduer, swift to act.
