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1. When Somas flow thou makest pure, Indra, thy mind that merits laud,For gain of strength that ever grows: for great is he.
2. In heaven's first region, in the seat of Gods, is he who brings success,Most glorious, prompt to save, who wins the waterfloods.
3. Him I invoke, to win the spoil, even mighty Indra for the fray.Be thou most near to us for bliss, a friend to aid!