उद् उ ब्रह्माण्य् ऐरत श्रवस्येन्द्रं समर्ये महया वसिष्ठ । आ यो विश्वानि शवसा ततानोपश्रोता म ईवतो वचांसि ॥
ud u brahmāṇy airata śravasyendraṃ samarye mahayā vasiṣṭha | ā yo viśvāni śavasā tatānopaśrotā ma īvato vacāṃsi ||
Prayers have been offered up through love of glory: Vasistha, honour Indra in the battle. He who with might extends through all existence hears words which I, his faithful servant, utter.
ayāmi ghoṣa indra devajāmir irajyanta yac churudho vivāci | nahi svam āyuś cikite janeṣu tānīd aṃhāṃsy ati parṣy asmān ||
A cry was raised which reached the Gods, O Indra, a cry to them to send us strength in combat. None among men knows his own life's duration: bear us in safety over these our troubles.
The Bays, the booty-seeking car I harness: my prayers have reached him who accepts them gladly. Indra, when he had slain resistless foemen, forced with his might the two world-halves asunder.
आपश् चित् पिप्यु स्तर्यो न गावो नक्षन्न् ऋतं जरितारस् त इन्द्र । याहि वायुर् न नियुतो नो अच्छा त्वं हि धीभिर् दयसे वि वाजान् ॥
āpaś cit pipyu staryo na gāvo nakṣann ṛtaṃ jaritāras ta indra | yāhi vāyur na niyuto no acchā tvaṃ hi dhībhir dayase vi vājān ||
Like barren cows, moreover, swelled the waters: the singers sought thy holy rite, O Indra. Come unto us as with his team comes Vayu: thou, through our solemn hymns bestowest booty.
ते त्वा मदा इन्द्र मादयन्तु शुष्मिणं तुविराधसं जरित्रे । एको देवत्रा दयसे हि मर्तान् अस्मिञ् छूर सवने मादयस्व ॥
te tvā madā indra mādayantu śuṣmiṇaṃ tuvirādhasaṃ jaritre | eko devatrā dayase hi martān asmiñ chūra savane mādayasva ||
So may these gladdening draughts rejoice thee, Indra, the Mighty, very bounteous to the singer. Alone among the Gods thou pitiest mortals: O Hero, make thee glad at this libation.
Thus the Vasisthas glorify with praises Indra, the Powerful whose arm wields thunder. Praised, may he guard our wealth in kine and heroes. Ye Gods, preserve us evermore with blessings.