Indra did not, from our sight, take immortality though he stood firm on the chariot with bolt in hand; the gods set the light of the sun in its course with its horses.

Since, mighty Indra, those who, differing from us, and not united with you through their lack of devotion, are not yours; therefore, divine holder of of the thunderbolt, who are possessed of excellent horses, ascend the car, whose reins you guide, (to come to our sacrifice).

They were not turned to us-wtrd, lofty Indra! while yet through lack of prayer they stood unharnessed. Ascend this chariot, thou whose hand wields thunder, and draw the rein, O Lord of noble horses.