Fain would I know the holy land where want and langour are not known, where in complete harmony do move Indra and Vayu side by side.

Let your soul be yoked with God, let each of your joints be full of vigour. Let the imperishable joy be yours and let your noble nature be the Soma’s guard.

Chant your lofty lauds to Indra, to Maruts, to him, the best Vritra-slayer, whereby the gods created the Sun of radiant light that never fades.

He is the sovereign lord of all living beings upon whom the world depends. He is mighty, the mighty king. I accept you by his might and place you in my heart.

With the Sun kindled in forefront of the Mornings, with forward light, ever active, growing strong, and with thirty-three gods, Indra, the Thunder-wielder, passing mighty, may approach our sacrifice rejoicing.

May Indra, lord of bay steeds, full of rays, vast in extent, besprinkled by the Adityas and the Vasus, full of expanse, occupy his seat in the east on earth and accept our burnt offerings.

Just as the child-bearing, goodly dames approach their heroic husband through open portals moving swiftly, so should the armies full of heroic warriors, yoked with might stand on all sides of Indra of manly strength and subdue the foemen.

The fair and lovely Dawn and Night, full of sap, rich-yielding, lofty ones, as they weave their long-extended thread of varied colour, adore Indra, the great, mighty, god of gods.

May Indra lauded here, fearless and heroic come to us for our protection, and be our friend. May he whose powers are diverse, grow in strength, like the Sun to subdue the foes.

May Indra, come for protection from near or a far away place, fulfiller of desires, lord of the excellent might, guardian of mankind, thunderbolt-wielder, slayer of the foes in the battles.

May Indra come to us riding his bay steeds, the gracious one, to favour us with wealth and protection. May Maghavan abide by us in our sacrifice and in this performance of Prajapati.

I invoke Indra, Indra the protector I call in every sacrifice. Indra the mighty, worthy to be invoked reverently, Indra adored by many. May Indra come to us and bless with riches and prosperity.

May Indra, the best protector, accompanied by excellent heroes, lord of wealth, prosper us with food and happiness. May Indra, the king grant food and happiness. May Indra, the king render us all fearless and baffle the foemen and thereby may we be the lords of vigour.

The sage Vashishtha praised Indra with hymns, the mighty, the thunder-armed. May he, adored and prayed, protect our kine and heroes. O you gods, preserve us evermore with your blessings.

O you both Ashvins, the bright and radiant Agni has been kindled, Soma has been pressed out and the milch-cow Sarasvati, the bestower of the best things, has poured forth the sparkling juice, Indra’s own.