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.