ā yam pr̥ṇanti divi sadma barhiṣaḥ samudram na su bhvaḥ svāḥ abhiṣṭayaḥ tam vr̥tra hatye anu tasthuḥ ūtayaḥ śuṣmāḥ indram avātāḥ ahruta psavaḥ
Whom those that flow in heaven on sacred grass, his own assistants, nobly-natured, fill full like the sea,– Beside that Indra when he smote down Vr̥itra stood his helpers, straight in form, mighty, invincible.