Atharva Veda · 646 of 724

HYMN LXV

HYMN LXV 1. Come, sing we praise to Indra, friends! the Hero who deserves    the laud,   Him who with none to aid o’ercomes all tribes of men. 2. To him who wins the kine, who keeps no cattle back, celestial   God,   Speak wondrous speech more sweet than butter and than mead. 3. Whose hero powers are measureless, whose bounty ne’er may be    surpassed,   Whose liberality, like light, is over all.