Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1For you, from every side, we call Indra away from other men:
Ours, and none others,’ let him be.
2In Soma's ecstasy Indra spread the firmament and realms of
When he cleft Vala limb from limb.
3Showing the hidden cows he draye them forth for the Angirases,
And Vala he cast headlong down.
4By Indra were the luminous realms of heaven established and
Firm and immovable from their place.
05. Indra, thy laud moves quickly like a joyous wave of waters:
Have shone the drops that gladden thee.