Sama Veda

Part second, Book 2, Chapter I, VIII, Indra

1. Indra the singers with high praise, Indra reciters with their lauds,
Indra the choirs have glorified.

2. Indra is close to his two bays, with chariot ready at his word,
Indra the golden, thunder-armed.

3. Help us in battles Indra, in battles where thousand spoils are gained,
With awful aids, O awful one!

4. Indra raised up the son aloft in heaven, that he may see afar:
He burst the mountain for the kine.