Indra! Mighty king of the gods! Bṛhaspati, lord of sacred speech! Together ye rule the cosmos. Indra with his thunderbolt and his strength beyond measure. Bṛhaspati with his wisdom and his word that shakes the heavens.

Indra hath defeated the serpent. Indra hath released the waters. Indra hath drunk the soma and become invincible. His thunderbolt is the terror of demons. His hand crushes the wicked. Yet merciful is he to those who worship him with devotion.

Bṛhaspati! Thou priest of the gods! Thy word hath created the world. Thy song hath set all things in order. Through thy sacred utterances the cosmos stands firm. The ṛta—the cosmic order—floweth from thy mouth. Thou art the keeper of righteousness and truth.

These two—the lord of might and the lord of prayer—stand together. Indra defendeth us from all harm. Bṛhaspati guideth us in the ways of justice. One is strength unending. The other is wisdom supreme. Together they are unstoppable.

We call upon thee, O Indra! We call upon thee, O Bṛhaspati! Accept the soma. Accept our praise. Grant us victory over our enemies. Grant us the wisdom to know right from wrong. Let thy power and thy word dwell among us. Let us walk ever in the light of thy truth. O mighty king! O wise lord! Hear us now!