These deeds of Indra, the mighty, the singers sing with songs: they extol the vigor and the churned butter, the townsmen and the starry haunts.

The singers with their hymns, O Indra, this might of yours; singing loudly, they have brought you sacredviands dropping with Soma; the offerers have drawn near with their prayers.

THOUGH, Indra, thou art called by men from east and west, from north and soutb, Come hither quickly with fleet steeds