Like a bull with sharp horns, terrific, you stir up and agitate all the people: You give to the one who offers libations their wealth, while to the one who doesn't offer, you don't give anything.
You, indeed, Indra, gave help to Kutsa, willingly giving him a chariot in battle, When, aiding Arjuna, you subdued Kuyava and the Dasa Shushena.
O Bold One, with all your aids, you helped Sudas whose offerings were accepted, Puru in winning land and slaying foes, and Trasadasyu, son of Puru.
At the gods' feast, hero-souled! With heroes, Lord of Bay Steeds, you slew many foes. You sent swift death to sleep the Dasyu, both Cumuri and Dhuni, for Dabhiti.
These were your mighty powers that, Thunder-wielder, you swiftly crushed ninety-nine castles: You captured the hundredth, and slew Namuci, and slew Vritra.
Old are the blessings, Indra, which you gave to Sudas, the worshipper who offered sacrifices. For you, the Strong, I yoke your strong Bay Horses: may our prayers reach you and win strength, Most Mighty!
Don’t leave us, Lord of Bay Horses, Victor, in this your own assembly, to the wicked. Deliver us with true and faithful succors: may we be dear to you among the princes.
May we men, Maghavan, the friends you love, be joyful under your protection. Fain to fulfill Atithigva's humble pride, the pride of Turvasha and Yadava.
Quickly, in truth, O Maghavan, men skilled in hymns sing their songs and praises around you. Elect us also into their assembly who, by calling on you, have plundered the poor.
These are your lauds, O manliest of heroes, lauds that return to us and give us riches. Favor these, Indra, when they fight with foes, as Friend and Hero and the heroes' Helper.
Now, praised for your aid, Heroic Indra, grow mighty in your body with our prayer. Apportion to us strength and dwellings. Gods, protect us evermore with blessings.