Rishi: जय ऐन्द्रः · Devata: इन्द्रः · Metre: त्रिष्टुप्
3 verses · 180 of 191
What happens in this chapter
Indra, terrible as a mountain beast
Jaya Aindra praises Indra in trishtubh. You have overcome foes, much-invoked one; your strength is highest; let your gift be here. Bring us goods with your right hand, Indra; you are lord of the rich rivers. Like a terrible beast roaming the mountain, you have come from the far distance; sharpening your spear and your keen rim, strike the foes apart and push away the enemies. Indra, you were born to lordship, to fair strength, a bull among men; you drove away the hostile folk and made wide room for the devas. Three verses, each a stroke of praise.