THEE, verily, O Thunder-wielding Indra, all the Devas here, the Helpers swift to hear, And both the worlds elected, thee the Mighty, High, waxen strong, alone to slay Vṛtra.
The Devas, as worn witheld, relaxed their efforts: thou, Indra, born of truth, wast Sovran Ruler. Thou slew Ahi who besieged the waters, and dug out their all-supporting channels.
The insatiate one, extended, hard to wake, who slumbered in perpetual sleep, O Indra— The Dragon stretched against the seven prone rivers, where no joint was, thou rentest with thy thunder.
Indra with might shook earth and her foundations as the wind stirs the water with its fury. Striving, with strength he burst the firm apart, and tore away the summits of the mountains.
They ran to thee as mothers to their offspring: the clouds, like chariots, hastened forth together. Thou didst refresh the streams and force the billows: thou, Indra, set free obstructed rivers.
Thou for the sake of Vayya and Turvīti didst hold back the great stream, flowing, all-sustaining: Yea, at their prayer didst check the rushing river and make the floods easy to cross, O Indra.
He let the young Maids skilled in Law, unwedded, like fountains, bubbling, flow forth streaming onward. He inundated thirsty plains and deserts, and milked the dry Cows of the mighty master.
Through many a morning and many a lovely autumn, having slain Vṛtra, he set free the rivers. Indra has set at liberty to wander on earth the streams encompassed pressed together.
Lord of Bay Steeds, thou brought from the ant-hill the unwedded damsel's son whom ants were eating. The blind saw clearly, as he grasped the serpent, rose, broke the jar: his joints again united.
To the wise man, O Sage and Sovran Ruler, the man who knows all thine ancient exploits. Hath told these deeds of might as thou hast wrought them, great acts, spontaneous, and to man's advantage.
Now, Indra! lauded, glorified with praises, let powers swell high, like rivers, for the singer. For