In whom we place our praise to Indra — he who accepts these gifts and who delights my wish. May his enemies be terrified; may the heavens and realms bow to him who is invoked.

May the enemy of that Indra on whom we have laid our praise, the lord of affluence, who has grantedus our desires, be in the fear of him even when far off; may the food belonging to the country of the foe bowdown before him (to enjoy).

He unto whom we offer praises, Indra, Maghavan, who hath joined to ours his wishes,- Before him even afar the foe must tremble: low before him must bow all human glories.