Thus our rivalry was matched; Indra, ye goddesses of the riverbanks, have made equal the worldly-born. Vidyā and the dwelling’s wealth proclaimed Bharadvāja and indeed Indra is supreme.

So (glorified by us), Indra, animate us (to overcome) our enemies in battle; overthrow our pious, malevolent (foes), and may we, Bhāradvājas, praising you, assuredly possess habitations, with (abundant) food.

So urge our hosts together in the combats: yield up the godless bands that fight against us. Singing, at morn may we find thee with favour, yea, Indra, and e'en now, we Bharadvajas.