INDRA, the poets sing of you in their hymns. They strengthen you with their songs, bestowing your oil-dropping power.
With devotion, the Pauras come to you for help, offering libations that bring you joy. As you rejoiced with Krishna and Samvarta, may you be glad with us.
All Deities agree in spirit; come near to us. Vasus and Rudras will come to aid us, and Maruts, hear our call.
May Pūṣan, Viṣṇu, and Sarasvatī befriend us, and the Seven Streams, listen to our plea: May Waters, Wind, the Mountains, and the Forest-Lord, and Earth hear our cry.
INDRA, with your generous gift, most generous of the mighty ones, Be our boon benefactor, slayer of Vṛtra, be our companion at feasts.
Leader of heroes, Lord of battle, lead us into combat, most wise one. High fame is won by invoking, feasting, and entertaining the gods.
Our hopes rest on the Faithful One; in Indra lies the people’s life. O Maghavan, come near that you may aid us; make plenteous food flow for us.
We worship you, Indra, with our praises: O Śatakratu, be ours. Pour down upon Praskaṇva abundant bounty, firm and rich, that never fails.