Grant us, O Indra, grant us cattle in abundance—the black cow and the red, the white and the spotted. Let our herds multiply as stars multiply in the sky. Let them wax fat upon the pasture; let them bear many calves.

Grant us gold, O lord! Yellow gold, bright as the sun, that shall adorn our bodies and honor thy shrines. We shall fashion vessels of thy praise and lay them at thy feet. The gold shall flow from thy hand to the hands of those who worship thee.

Grant us sons, O mighty one—bold sons who shall carry our name into the future, who shall themselves become warriors and priests. Let our daughters marry into prosperous families; let our line be honored among all peoples.

Grant us victory in the assembly, O Indra! When we speak, let our words be wise and persuasive. When we contend with others in debate, let us prevail. Let our counsel be heard; let our opinion sway the gathered elders.

Grant us health, O lord, and long life. Let us see our grandchildren's grandchildren. Let no disease strike us down in our strength; let no poison destroy us. Guard us from the evil eye; protect us from the sorceress's curse.

Hear our prayer, O Indra most generous! We offer thee the soma; we sing thy praise; we lay the butter upon thy fire. Accept our worship and grant us these things we ask. For thou alone canst give; thou alone hast the power to deny or to bestow. Be gracious unto us, O lord of all giving!