O Indra, thou lord of the generous hand! From thy store the treasures flow forth upon all who honor thee. Thou art the giver of riches, the bestower of abundance. The miser hath no friend in thee, but the open-hearted man receiveth thy favor.

To him who giveth freely of his goods thou art gracious; to him who shareth his food with the poor thou art kind. Thou dost not forget the one who remembereth thee in his prosperity; thou dost reward the faithful with yet greater gifts.

The king whom thou hast favored doth rule justly and in peace. His kingdom doth prosper; his enemies flee before him. His people do love him and call him blessed. O Indra, grant such favor unto all who rule righteously.

The priest who offereth unto thee with a pure heart receiveth thy blessing. The singer whose hymns are true and sweet doth win thy attention. The warrior who fighteth in a just cause receiveth thy strength. O Indra, thou art the helper of all who call upon thee.

Give unto the poor man that which he needeth; give unto the widow the means to sustain her children. Give unto the orphan a protector; give unto the sick the medicine that healeth. O Indra, let thy bounty flow unto all in their need.

But remember this: those who are generous do receive yet more. Those who share their blessings do not grow poor. Those who give freely do become rich in all things. O Indra, teach us the wisdom of giving; make us generous of heart like unto thee.