We worship you, O fires and divine consorts: Indra was praised like the sun; toward heaven and earth, the lofty surge rose—your greatness went forth all around.

To that Indra the women, the wives of the gods, addressed their hymns, on the destruction of Ahi; he encompasses the extensive heaven and earth; they two do not surpass your vastness.

To him, to Indra, when he slew the Dragon, the Dames, too, Consorts of the Goda, wove praises. The mighty heaven and earth hath he encompassed: thy greatness heaven and earth, combined, exceed not.