Book 20. Hymn 62
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"Hymns of the Atharva Veda", by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895],
Hymn Lxii
5To Indra sing a Sman, sing to the high Sage a lofty song,
To him who keeps the Law, inspired and fain for praise.
6Thou, Indra, art preeminent: thou gavest splendour to the Sun.
Maker of all things, thou art mighty and All-God. p. 314
7Radiant with light thou wentest to the sky, the luminous realms:
of heaven.
The Gods, O Indra, strove to win thee for their friend.
8Sing forth to him whom many men invoke, to him whom many
laud:
Invite the potent Indra with your songs of praise;
9Whose lofty might--for doubly strong is he--supports the
heaven and earth,
And hills and plains and floods and light with manly power.
10Such, praised by many! thou art King. Alone thou smitest foe-
men dead,
To gain, O Indra, spoils of war and high renown.
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