O Indra, mightiest of warriors! Let us now recount thy mighty deeds, O Champion! Let us catalogue the victories that have made thy name eternal! None among the gods, none among the demons, none among any beings whatsoever, hath accomplished what thou hast accomplished!

Thou didst slay Ahi the serpent! That terrible demon whose coils encompassed the heavens, whose scales were hard as adamant, whose very breath was death—thou didst strike him down with thy thunderbolt, and his corpse fell across the earth like a mountain fallen low. From his body flowed the waters that give life to all creatures. From his death came forth all fruitfulness and abundance.

The sun thou didst rescue from the darkness! Captured was the great orb of light by demons who sought to keep eternal night upon the world. But thou didst march into their stronghold, thou didst break their chains, thou didst liberate the sun. Now it rideth forth each day across the sky, bringing light and warmth to all creatures.

The soma thou didst win for mortals! Guarded was the sacred drink by demons and spirits who would deny it unto men. But thou didst assault their fortress. Thou didst overcome all resistance. Thou didst seize the soma and bring it forth. Now mortals may drink of it and touch the divine state, may feel the ecstasy of the gods flowing through their veins.

The cattle thou didst free from the Paṇis! Thousands of herds were captive, locked away in caverns, feeding no one. Thou didst penetrate the darkness. Thou didst overcome the guardians. Thou didst open the gates. The cattle poured forth like water breaking through a dam.

These are but a fraction of thy deeds, O Indra! Thou hast conquered enemies without number. Thou hast won victories so numerous that mortals cannot count them all. Thou art the supreme champion, the unconquerable warrior, the lord of all victories!

We sing thy praises forever, O Mighty Indra!