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    Stanza 8.3.1

    पिबा॑ सु॒तस्य॑ र॒सिनो॒ मत्स्वा॑ न इन्द्र॒ गोम॑तः | आ॒पिर्नो॑ बोधि सध॒माद्यो॑ वृ॒धे॒३॒॑ऽस्माँ अ॑वन्तु ते॒ धियः॑ ||

    píbā sutásya rasíno mátsvā na indra gómataḥ āpír no bodhi sadhamā́dyo vr̥dhè 'smā́m̐ avantu te dhíyaḥ

    Drink, Indra, of the potent Soma juice; rejoice with our offering of milk. Be our companion in feasting, O friend; may your wisdom protect us.

    Stanza 8.3.2

    भू॒याम॑ ते सुम॒तौ वा॒जिनो॑ व॒यं मा नः॑ स्तर॒भिमा॑तये | अ॒स्माञ्चि॒त्राभि॑रवताद॒भिष्टि॑भि॒रा नः॑ सु॒म्नेषु॑ यामय ||

    bhūyā́ma te sumataú vājíno vayám mā́ na star abhímātaye asmā́ñ citrā́bhir avatād abhíṣṭibhir ā́ naḥ sumnéṣu yāmaya

    May we continue in your favor and strength, O Indra; do not expose us to attacks from enemies. May you protect us with your manifold assistance, and lead us into well-being.

    Stanza 8.3.3

    इ॒मा उ॑ त्वा पुरूवसो॒ गिरो॑ वर्धन्तु॒ या मम॑ | पा॒व॒कव॑र्णाः॒ शुच॑यो विप॒श्चितो॒ऽभि स्तोमै॑रनूषत ||

    imā́ u tvā purūvaso gíro vardhantu yā́ máma pāvakávarṇāḥ śúcayo vipaścíto 'bhí stómair anūṣata

    May these praises of mine, O Indra of abundant wealth, exalt you. Pure and wise ones, shining like fire, have sung them with hymns.

    Stanza 8.3.4

    अ॒यं स॒हस्र॒मृषि॑भिः॒ सह॑स्कृतः समु॒द्र इ॑व पप्रथे | स॒त्यः सो अ॑स्य महि॒मा गृ॑णे॒ शवो॑ य॒ज्ञेषु॑ विप्र॒राज्ये॑ ||

    ayáṁ sahásram ŕ̥ṣibhiḥ sáhaskr̥taḥ samudrá iva paprathe satyáḥ só asya mahimā́ gr̥ṇe śávo yajñéṣu viprarā́jye

    This Indra, empowered by a thousand sages, has spread out like an ocean. His true majesty is praised, his power is recognized in sacrifices and in the rule of the wise.

    Stanza 8.3.5

    इन्द्र॒मिद्दे॒वता॑तय॒ इन्द्रं॑ प्रय॒त्य॑ध्व॒रे | इन्द्रं॑ समी॒के व॒निनो॑ हवामह॒ इन्द्रं॒ धन॑स्य सा॒तये॑ ||

    índram íd devátātaya índram prayaty àdhvaré índraṁ samīké vaníno havāmaha índraṁ dhánasya sātáye

    We call upon Indra for the worship of the gods, Indra when the sacrifice proceeds, Indra in battle. We call upon Indra for the attainment of wealth.

    Stanza 8.3.6

    इन्द्रो॑ म॒ह्ना रोद॑सी पप्रथ॒च्छव॒ इन्द्रः॒ सूर्य॑मरोचयत् | इन्द्रे॑ ह॒ विश्वा॒ भुव॑नानि येमिर॒ इन्द्रे॑ सुवा॒नास॒ इन्द॑वः ||

    índro mahnā́ ródasī paprathac cháva índraḥ sū́ryam arocayat índre ha víśvā bhúvanāni yemira índre suvānā́sa índavaḥ

    Indra, with his might, spread out the two worlds (heaven and earth); Indra made the sun shine. In Indra are all worlds held; in him the Soma drops converge.

    Stanza 8.3.7

    अ॒भि त्वा॑ पू॒र्वपी॑तय॒ इन्द्र॒ स्तोमे॑भिरा॒यवः॑ | स॒मी॒ची॒नास॑ ऋ॒भवः॒ सम॑स्वरन्रु॒द्रा गृ॑णन्त॒ पूर्व्य॑म् ||

    abhí tvā pūrvápītaya índra stómebhir āyávaḥ samīcīnā́sa r̥bhávaḥ sám asvaran rudrā́ gr̥ṇanta pū́rvyam

    O Indra, may these hymns of ours urge you to drink the Soma first. The united Ribhus have sung; the Rudras, praising the ancient one, have sung.

    Stanza 8.3.8

    अ॒स्येदिन्द्रो॑ वावृधे॒ वृष्ण्यं॒ शवो॒ मदे॑ सु॒तस्य॒ विष्ण॑वि | अ॒द्या तम॑स्य महि॒मान॑मा॒यवोऽनु॑ ष्टुवन्ति पू॒र्वथा॑ ||

    asyéd índro vāvr̥dhe vŕ̥ṣṇyaṁ śávo máde sutásya víṣṇavi adyā́ tám asya mahimā́nam āyávó 'nu ṣṭuvanti pūrváthā

    Indra's manly strength grew in the Soma ritual, in the enjoyment of the pressed juice. His majesty is today, as of old, unsurpassed; men praise his power.

    Stanza 8.3.9

    तत्त्वा॑ यामि सु॒वीर्यं॒ तद्ब्रह्म॑ पू॒र्वचि॑त्तये | येना॒ यति॑भ्यो॒ भृग॑वे॒ धने॑ हि॒ते येन॒ प्रस्क॑ण्व॒मावि॑थ ||

    tát tvā yāmi suvī́ryaṁ tád bráhma pūrvácittaye yénā yátibhyo bhŕ̥gave dháne hité yéna práskaṇvam ā́vitha

    I seek from you that heroic strength, that attention to my prayer, with which you helped the Yatis and Bhrigu, and Praskaṇva, when wealth was contested.

    Stanza 8.3.10

    येना॑ समु॒द्रमसृ॑जो म॒हीर॒पस्तदि॑न्द्र॒ वृष्णि॑ ते॒ शवः॑ | स॒द्यः सो अ॑स्य महि॒मा न सं॒नशे॒ यं क्षो॒णीर॑नुचक्र॒दे ||

    yénā samudrám ásr̥jo mahī́r apás tád indra vŕ̥ṣṇi te śávaḥ sadyáḥ só asya mahimā́ ná saṁnáśe yáṁ kṣoṇī́r anucakradé

    By which you released great waters into the ocean, that, Indra, is your potent strength. His greatness is never diminished, to whom the earth has cried out.

    Stanza 8.3.11

    श॒ग्धी न॑ इन्द्र॒ यत्त्वा॑ र॒यिं यामि॑ सु॒वीर्य॑म् | श॒ग्धि वाजा॑य प्रथ॒मं सिषा॑सते श॒ग्धि स्तोमा॑य पूर्व्य ||

    śagdhī́ na indra yát tvā rayíṁ yā́mi suvī́ryam śagdhí vā́jāya prathamáṁ síṣāsate śagdhí stómāya pūrvya

    Help us, Indra, when I seek wealth with heroic strength. Help for strength, first, for one who strives to win. Help our praise, O ancient one.

    Stanza 8.3.12

    श॒ग्धी नो॑ अ॒स्य यद्ध॑ पौ॒रमावि॑थ॒ धिय॑ इन्द्र॒ सिषा॑सतः | श॒ग्धि यथा॒ रुश॑मं॒ श्याव॑कं॒ कृप॒मिन्द्र॒ प्रावः॒ स्व॑र्णरम् ||

    śagdhī́ no asyá yád dha paurám ā́vitha dhíya indra síṣāsataḥ śagdhí yáthā rúśamaṁ śyā́vakaṁ kŕ̥pam índra prā́vaḥ svàrṇaram

    Help us, Indra, as you helped Paura with these thoughts. Help the one striving for gain. Help, as you aided Rusama, Syavaka, Krpa, and Svarnara.

    Stanza 8.3.13

    कन्नव्यो॑ अत॒सीनां॑ तु॒रो गृ॑णीत॒ मर्त्यः॑ | न॒ही न्व॑स्य महि॒मान॑मिन्द्रि॒यं स्व॑र्गृ॒णन्त॑ आन॒शुः ||

    kán návyo atasī́nāṁ turó gr̥ṇīta mártyaḥ nahī́ nv àsya mahimā́nam indriyáṁ svàr gr̥ṇánta ānaśúḥ

    What new praise shall the eager mortal offer to the greatest? Have not those who praise his majesty and Indra-power attained heaven's light?

    Stanza 8.3.14

    कदु॑ स्तु॒वन्त॑ ऋतयन्त दे॒वत॒ ऋषिः॒ को विप्र॑ ओहते | क॒दा हवं॑ मघवन्निन्द्र सुन्व॒तः कदु॑ स्तुव॒त आ ग॑मः ||

    kád u stuvánta r̥tayanta deváta ŕ̥ṣiḥ kó vípra ohate kadā́ hávam maghavann indra sunvatáḥ kád u stuvatá ā́ gamaḥ

    When shall the worshipper honor him among the gods? Who considers him a seer? When will you, O Indra, giver of wealth, come to the call of the Soma-presser or the praiser?

    Stanza 8.3.15

    उदु॒ त्ये मधु॑मत्तमा॒ गिरः॒ स्तोमा॑स ईरते | स॒त्रा॒जितो॑ धन॒सा अक्षि॑तोतयो वाज॒यन्तो॒ रथा॑ इव ||

    úd u tyé mádhumattamā gíra stómāsa īrate satrājíto dhanasā́ ákṣitotayo vājayánto ráthā iva

    These very sweet songs and hymns ascend. Like chariots that win, gain wealth, and provide unfailing support, they move.

    Stanza 8.3.16

    कण्वा॑ इव॒ भृग॑वः॒ सूर्या॑ इव॒ विश्व॒मिद्धी॒तमा॑नशुः | इन्द्रं॒ स्तोमे॑भिर्म॒हय॑न्त आ॒यवः॑ प्रि॒यमे॑धासो अस्वरन् ||

    káṇvā iva bhŕ̥gavaḥ sū́ryā iva víśvam íd dhītám ānaśuḥ índraṁ stómebhir maháyanta āyávaḥ priyámedhāso asvaran

    Like Kanvas, like Bhrigus, like the suns, they have attained all that their thoughts desired. The men of Priyamedha, glorifying Indra with hymns, sang.

    Stanza 8.3.17

    यु॒क्ष्वा हि वृ॑त्रहन्तम॒ हरी॑ इन्द्र परा॒वतः॑ | अ॒र्वा॒ची॒नो म॑घव॒न्त्सोम॑पीतय उ॒ग्र ऋ॒ष्वेभि॒रा ग॑हि ||

    yukṣvā́ hí vr̥trahantama hárī indra parāvátaḥ arvācīnó maghavan sómapītaya ugrá r̥ṣvébhir ā́ gahi

    Yoke your bay horses, O slayer of Vritra, Indra, from the distant regions. Come, O Maghavan, mighty one, to us with the noble ones, to drink the Soma.

    Stanza 8.3.18

    इ॒मे हि ते॑ का॒रवो॑ वाव॒शुर्धि॒या विप्रा॑सो मे॒धसा॑तये | स त्वं नो॑ मघवन्निन्द्र गिर्वणो वे॒नो न शृ॑णुधी॒ हव॑म् ||

    imé hí te kārávo vāvaśúr dhiyā́ víprāso medhásātaye sá tváṁ no maghavann indra girvaṇo venó ná śr̥ṇudhī hávam

    Indeed, these singers, with their thoughts, have cried out to you. Therefore, O Maghavan, Indra, who loves song, listen to our call like a lover.

    Stanza 8.3.19

    निरि॑न्द्र बृह॒तीभ्यो॑ वृ॒त्रं धनु॑भ्यो अस्फुरः | निरर्बु॑दस्य॒ मृग॑यस्य मा॒यिनो॒ निः पर्व॑तस्य॒ गा आ॑जः ||

    nír indra br̥hatī́bhyo vr̥tráṁ dhánubhyo asphuraḥ nír árbudasya mŕ̥gayasya māyíno níḥ párvatasya gā́ ājaḥ

    You drove away Vritra from the heights. You drove away the cattle of the illusory Mrigaya and Arbuda from the mountain.

    Stanza 8.3.20

    निर॒ग्नयो॑ रुरुचु॒र्निरु॒ सूर्यो॒ निः सोम॑ इन्द्रि॒यो रसः॑ | निर॒न्तरि॑क्षादधमो म॒हामहिं॑ कृ॒षे तदि॑न्द्र॒ पौंस्य॑म् ||

    nír agnáyo rurucur nír u sū́ryo níḥ sóma indriyó rásaḥ nír antárikṣād adhamo mahā́m áhiṁ kr̥ṣé tád indra paúṁsyam

    The fires shone, the sun shone, Indra's Soma juice shone. You drove the great serpent from the atmosphere. That is your valor, Indra.

    Stanza 8.3.21

    यं मे॒ दुरिन्द्रो॑ म॒रुतः॒ पाक॑स्थामा॒ कौर॑याणः | विश्वे॑षां॒ त्मना॒ शोभि॑ष्ठ॒मुपे॑व दि॒वि धाव॑मानम् ||

    yám me dúr índro marútaḥ pā́kasthāmā kaúrayāṇaḥ víśveṣāṁ tmánā śóbhiṣṭham úpeva diví dhā́vamānam

    Which Indra, Maruts, Pakasthaman, and Kaurayana gave to me, the fairest and fastest, running like towards heaven.

    Stanza 8.3.22

    रोहि॑तं मे॒ पाक॑स्थामा सु॒धुरं॑ कक्ष्य॒प्राम् | अदा॑द्रा॒यो वि॒बोध॑नम् ||

    róhitam me pā́kasthāmā sudhúraṁ kakṣyaprā́m ádād rāyó vibódhanam

    Pakasthaman gave to me a red horse, good for the yoke, with a wide girth, and inspiring wealth.

    Stanza 8.3.23

    यस्मा॑ अ॒न्ये दश॒ प्रति॒ धुरं॒ वह॑न्ति॒ वह्न॑यः | अस्तं॒ वयो॒ न तुग्र्य॑म् ||

    yásmā anyé dáśa práti dhúraṁ váhanti váhnayaḥ ástaṁ váyo ná túgryam

    Compared to whom, ten other horses do not bear the yoke. Like the bird Vaya, or Tugrya.

    Stanza 8.3.24

    आ॒त्मा पि॒तुस्त॒नूर्वास॑ ओजो॒दा अ॒भ्यञ्ज॑नम् | तु॒रीय॒मिद्रोहि॑तस्य॒ पाक॑स्थामानं भो॒जं दा॒तार॑मब्रवम् ||

    ātmā́ pitús tanū́r vā́sa ojodā́ abhyáñjanam turī́yam íd róhitasya pā́kasthāmānam bhojáṁ dātā́ram abravam

    The soul is the body, food is raiment, ointment is strength-giving. As the fourth, I have named Pakasthaman, the giver, the lord of the red horse.

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