Heaven and Earth, of one accord with all the gods, lent strength to his stormy might.
As he journeyed, forging his greatness and the power that is Indra's own, he waxed strong upon the draught of soma, the steadfast one did grow.

Viṣṇu lent his arm to Indra’s might, hastening unto the honeyed plant.
Together with the gods, when Vr̥tra fell beneath their hand, the bounteous Indra stood forth, meet to be chosen.

Thou, weapon-bearer, didst take thy stand 'gainst Vr̥tra, the winding foe, in battle’s hour, to win the hymn of praise.

The gathered Maruts, each in flesh and force, did swell thy might and Indrian sway, O valiant one.

Newborn, he cast down the challengers.
The hero looked toward manly strength and strife.
He clave the stone; the gushing streams he loosed, and held aloft the spacious sky by cunning hand.

Then Indra, full master of his might, did spread the realms of Earth and Heaven apart.
With joy unbridled, he cast down the iron mace, belov’d of Mitra and of holy Varuṇa.

The stormful ones made haste unto his wrathful strength, to the battle-fury of the daring one, when the stout-hearted smote Vr̥tra,
who held the waters fast, yet dwelt in murky gloom.

The twain who first drew nigh to works of valour stood forth in their might, each in his warlike stead.

Dark smoke was flung o’er him that was overthrown.
By such high deeds, Indra became lord of the foremost call.

All the gods then raised thy bullish might with fair-spoken praise and soma’s aid.
Thou didst devour the serpent Vr̥tra, felled by thy hand, as fire devoureth the withered meal with flaming maw.

With well-set words and songful tongue, speak thou of fellowship well shown, and pray that such be shown to us.

Indra, famed for conquering Dhuni and Cumuri for Dabhīti, hearkened to the trustful heart that gave with open hand.

Now thou—bring forth to us good steeds in store, by which men shall name me wise in riddling speech.

Guide us through hard and straitened ways with ease.
Find us a ford this day, where all is broad and bright.