When formerly you had filled the men’s midst and pierced the city’s fence, O Indra, we bore that burden; the sacrificial speech was freed and quickened.

Hero, praised of many, what of old time you did desire from your votaries, that, Indra, we hasten to bringto you-- oblation and recited praise.

Indra in groundless realms of space pierced the Gandharva through, that he Might make Brahmans' strength increase.