He indeed, with wise hymns, became the worthy priest, the powerful ruler, slayer of Vṛtra. He, swift as an arrow, was born as a son; he became strong and spread his might in the gatherings.

Fierce Indra, maker of rules you are he who is to be invoked with praise in a great conflict; you are he (who is to be invoked) for sons and grandsons, he, the wielder of the thunderbolt, who is to be especially glorified in battles.

With holy thoughts must he be called, the Mighty, showing his power in the great fight with Vrtra. He must be called to give us seed and offspring, the Thunderer must he moved and sped to battle.