Truly sacrifice bears Indra; some one poured libations for him, the nobles encircled with mind. Not eager for ford and sacred place, he does not make a long way nor a sudden path across.

One man propitiates Indra, augmenting (his vigour) by sacrifice; another, who is insincere, worships (him), with mind averted, (to worldly thoughts); (to the first he is) like a lake to a thirsty (pilgrim) near a sacred spot; (to the other) like a long road, which retards the end (of the journey).

For every sacrifice makes Indra stronger, yea, when he goes around angry in spirit; As pleasure at the ford invites the thirsty, as the long way brings him who gains his object.