HYMN XXX. Indra. 1. O INDRA, Vṛitra-slayer, none is better, mightier than thou: Verily there is none like thee. 2. Like chariot-wheels these people all together follow after thee: Thou ever art renowned as Great. 3. Not even all the gathered Gods conquered thee, Indra, in the war, When thou didst lengthen days by night. 4.
