O blind ones, approach Indra and sing! I, Shatakratu, have passed through all the trusts, the strong-stomached among the plowmen.

Sing priests, that Indra, who drinks your offered Soma-- the foe- subduing Śatakratu, most liberal ofmen.

THAT noblest Furtherer hath appeared, to whom men bring their holy works. Our songs of praise have risen aloft to Agni who was barn to give the Arya strength.