VIII.100

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Among the gods, O mighty Indra, Thou dost hold a place supreme and unquestioned. Thy sovereignty is absolute; no god doth challenge Thy authority or Thy right.

The lesser deities do gather 'round and pay their homage unto Thee with songs of praise. They know Thy power; they understand Thy strength. All order flows from Thee, O Lord of all.

Yet we who are but mortals dare to raise our voice in hymn to Thee. We understand, as much as mortal minds are able to comprehend, the greatness of Thy being and Thy deed.

Thou art the keeper of the cosmic law; the one who doth maintain the order of all worlds. Without Thee chaos would return; the demons would once more rise up in darkness and in pride.

We sing to Thee to give Thee thanks for all the blessings that Thou dost bestow. For health and strength, for wealth and children, for the joy of living beneath Thy watchful gaze.

The singer who doth raise this hymn doth do so with full knowledge of his own unworthiness. Yet Thou art gracious, mighty Lord; Thou dost accept the praise of those who lift their voice with honest heart.

Thy relationship with the other gods doth show the truth of Thy supremacy. They serve Thee willingly, not from fear, but from the recognition of Thy worthy place at the apex of the divine hierarchy.

Vāyu, the Wind, doth serve Thee. The Maruts, wild and free, do bow before Thy will. The Aśvins, the Ribhus, and the other gods all defer to Thee, O mighty one.

When Thou dost speak, all listen. When Thou dost will, all obey. This is not oppression; this is the natural order of a cosmos rightly organized and justly governed.

We do defend Thy supremacy against all who might question or deny it. We proclaim to all the world that Thou art worthy of the place Thou holdest, that Thy power is just and right.

The sacrifice that we do make is made in recognition of Thy sovereignty and Thy might. We offer up the finest of our possessions; we raise our voices in the highest praise.

Accept this hymn, O Indra, as a small token of the vast and infinite respect and admiration that all the worlds do hold toward Thee.

Grant unto us the wisdom to understand Thy ways and to live in harmony with the cosmic order that Thou dost maintain. Let us be just and righteous as we are able, so that we might worthy be of Thy continued favor and protection.

So do we end this hymn in Thy great honor, O Indra, supreme among the gods, unquestioned in Thy sovereignty, worthy of all praise and devotion without measure or end.