I was the first to possess all treasures: the wealth of every man I gather and collect. On me as on a father, living beings call; I grant enjoyment to the one who offers gifts.
I, Indra, are Atharvan’s support and strength: I brought cows to Trita from the Dragon’s hold. I stripped the Dasyus of their strength, and gave the cattle stalls to Matarigva and Dadhyac.
Tvaṣṭar forged for me the iron thunderbolt: in me the gods have placed their intellectual power. My brilliance is like the Sun’s intolerable brightness: men honor me as Lord for past and future deeds.
I won these herds of cattle, horses, and kine, and abundant gold, with my destructive bolt. I give many thousands to the worshipper, when the Somas and the praises make me glad.
I am Indra, no one ever wins my wealth from me; I am never a slave to death. Pressing the Somas, ask riches from me alone; you, Pūrus, in my friendship shall not suffer harm.
These, roaring in fury, two and two, who caused Indra to bring his bolt of thunder to the fray, The challengers, I struck with deadly weapons down: firm stand what words the God speaks to his worshippers. This One by stronger might I conquered singly; yea, also two: shall three prevail against me? Like many sheaves upon the floor I thrash them. How can my foes, the Indraless, revile me?
Against the Gungus I made Atithigva strong, and kept him among the folk like Vṛtra-conquering strength, When I won glory in the great foe-slaying fight, in battle where Karanja fell, and Parṇaya.
With food for my enjoyment, Sapya Nami came: he joined me as an old friend in search of kine. As I bestowed on him an arrow for the fight, I made him worthy of the song and hymn of praise.
One of the two has Somas, seen within it; the Herdsman with the bone shows forth the other. He, eager to fight the Bull whose horns were sharpened, stood fettered in the demon’s ample region.
I, as a God, never violate the laws of Gods, of Vasus, Rudriyas,