Rig Veda 1.101

pra mandine pitumad arcatā vaco yaḥ kṛṣṇagarbhā nirahann ṛjiśvanā avasyavo vṛṣaṇaṃ vajradakṣiṇam marutvantaṃ sakhyāya havāmahe

Sing, with oblation, praise to him who maketh glad, who with Rijisvan drove the dusky brood away. Fain for help, him the strong whose right hand wields the bolt, him girt by Maruts we invoke to be our Friend.

yo vyaṃsaṃ jāhṛṣāṇena manyunā yaḥ śambaraṃ yo ahan piprum avratam indro yaḥ śuṣṇam aśuṣaṃ ny āvṛṇaṅ marutvantaṃ sakhyāya havāmahe

Indra, who with triumphant wrath smote Vyamsa down, and Sambara, and Pipru the unrighteous one; Who extirpated Sushna the insatiate,—him girt by Maruts we invoke to be our Friend.

yasya dyāvāpṛthivī pauṃsyam mahad yasya vrate varuṇo yasya sūryaḥ yasyendrasya sindhavaḥ saścati vratam marutvantaṃ sakhyāya havāmahe

He whose great work of manly might is heaven and earth, and Varuna and Surya keep his holy law; Indra, whose law the rivers follow as they flow,—him girt by Maruts we invoke to be our Friend.

yo aśvānāṃ yo gavāṃ gopatir vaśī ya āritaḥ karmaṇi karmaṇi sthiraḥ vīﾱoś cid indro yo asunvato vadho marutvantaṃ sakhyāya havāmahe

He who is Lord and Master of the steeds and kine, honoured—the firm and sure—at every holy act; Stayer even of the strong who pours no offering out,—him girt by Maruts we invoke to be our Friend.

yo viśvasya jagataḥ prāṇatas patir yo brahmaṇe prathamo gā avindat indro yo dasyūṃr adharāṁ avātiran marutvantaṃ sakhyāya havāmahe

He who is Lord of all the world that moves and breathes, who for the Brahman first before all found the Cows; Indra who cast the Dasyus down beneath his feet,—him girt by Maruts we invoke to be our Friend.

yaḥ śūrebhir havyo yaś ca bhīrubhir yo dhāvadbhir hūyate yaś ca jigyubhiḥ indraṃ yaṃ viśvā bhuvanābhi saṃdadhur marutvantaṃ sakhyāya havāmahe

Whom cowards must invoke and valiant men of war, invoked by those who conquer and by those who flee; Indra, to whom all beings turn their constant thought,—him girt by Maruts we invoke to be our Friend.

rudrāṇām eti pradiśā vicakṣaṇo rudrebhir yoṣā tanute pṛthu jrayaḥ indram manīṣā abhy arcati śrutam marutvantaṃ sakhyāya havāmahe

Refulgent in the Rudras' region he proceeds, and with the Rudras through the wide space speeds the Dame. The hymn of praise extols Indra the far-renowned: him girt by Maruts we invoke to be our Friend.

yad vā marutvaḥ parame sadhasthe yad vāvame vṛjane mādayāse ata ā yāhy adhvaraṃ no acchā tvāyā haviś cakṛmā satyarādhaḥ

O girt by Maruts, whether thou delight thee in loftiest gathering-place or lowly dwelling, Come thence unto our rite, true boon-best-ower: through love of thee have we prepared oblations.

tvāyendra somaṃ suṣumā sudakṣa tvāyā haviś cakṛmā brahmavāhaḥ adhā niyutvaḥ sagaṇo marudbhir asmin yajñe barhiṣi mādayasva

We, fain for thee, strong Indra, have pressed Soma, and, O thou sought with prayer, have made oblations. Now at this sacrifice, with all thy Maruts, on sacred grass, O team-borne God, rejoice thee.

mādayasva haribhir ye ta indra vi ṣyasva śipre vi sṛjasva dhene ā tvā suśipra harayo vahantūśan havyāni prati no juṣasva

Rejoice thee with thine own Bay Steeds, O Indra, unclose thy jaws and let thy lips be open. Thou with the fair cheek, let thy Bay Steeds bring thee: gracious to us, he pleased with our oblation.

marutstotrasya vṛjanasya gopā vayam indreṇa sanuyāma vājam tan no mitro varuṇo māmahantām aditiḥ sindhuḥ pṛthivī uta dyauḥ

Guards of the camp whose praisers are the Maruts, may we through Indra, get ourselves the booty. This prayer of ours may Varuna grant, and Mitra, and Aditi and Sindhu, Earth and Heaven.