Rig Veda
prātā ratnam prātaritvā dadhāti taṃ cikitvān pratigṛhyā ni dhatte tena prajāṃ vardhayamāna āyū rāyas poṣeṇa sacate suvīraḥ
Coming at early morn he gives his treasure; the prudent one receives and entertains him. Thereby increasing still his life and offspring, he comes with brave sons to abundant riches.
sugur asat suhiraṇyaḥ svaśvo bṛhad asmai vaya indro dadhāti yas tvāyantaṃ vasunā prātaritvo mukṣījayeva padim utsināti
Rich shall he be in gold and kine and horses. Indra bestows on him great vital power, Who stays thee, as thou comest, with his treasure, like game caught in the net, O early comer.
āyam adya sukṛtam prātar icchann iṣṭeḥ putraṃ vasumatā rathena aṃśoḥ sutam pāyaya matsarasya kṣayadvīraṃ vardhaya sūnṛtābhiḥ
Longing, I came this morning to the pious, the son of sacrifice, with car wealth-laden. Give him to drink juice of the stalk that gladdens; prosper with pleasant hymns the Lord of Heroes.
upa kṣaranti sindhavo mayobhuva ījānaṃ ca yakṣyamāṇaṃ ca dhenavaḥ pṛṇantaṃ ca papuriṃ ca śravasyavo ghṛtasya dhārā upa yanti viśvataḥ
Health-bringing streams, as milch-cows, flow to profit him who hath worshipped, him who now will worship. To him who freely gives and fills on all sides full streams of fatness flow and make him famous.
nākasya pṛṣṭhe adhi tiṣṭhati śrito yaḥ pṛṇāti sa ha deveṣu gacchati tasmā āpo ghṛtam arṣanti sindhavas tasmā iyaṃ dakṣiṇā pinvate sadā
On the high ridge of heaven he stands exalted, yea, to the Gods he goes, the liberal giver. The streams, the waters flow for him with fatness: to him this guerdon ever yields abundance.
dakṣiṇāvatām id imāni citrā dakṣiṇāvatāṃ divi sūryāsaḥ dakṣiṇāvanto amṛtam bhajante dakṣiṇāvantaḥ pra tiranta āyuḥ
For those who give rich meeds are all these splendours, for those who give rich meeds suns shine in heaven. The givers of rich meeds are made immortal; the givers of rich fees prolong their lifetime.
mā pṛṇanto duritam ena āran mā jāriṣuḥ sūrayaḥ suvratāsaḥ anyas teṣām paridhir astu kaś cid apṛṇantam abhi saṃ yantu śokāḥ
Let not the liberal sink to sin and sorrow, never decay the pious chiefs who worship! Let every man besides be their protection, and let affliction fall upon the niggard.