HE slays the foe and wins the spoil who worships Indra and Agni, strong and mighty Heroes, Who rule as Sovrans over ample riches, victorious, showing forth their power in conquest.
So battle now, O Indra and thou, Agni, for cows and waters, sunlight, stolen Mornings. Team-borne, thou makest kine thine own, O Agni: thou, Indra, light, Dawns, regions, wondrous waters.
With Vṛtra-slaying might, Indra and Agni, come, drawn by homage, O ye Vṛtra-slayers. Indra and Agni, show yourselves among us with your supreme and unrestricted bounties.
Indra and Agni, I will call you hither and make you joyful with the gifts I offer. Ye Twain are givers both of food and riches: to win me strength and vigour I invoke you.
Come unto us with riches, come with wealth in horses and in kine. Indra and Agni, we invoke you both, the Gods, as Friends for friendship, bringing bliss.