Rig Veda
mahaś cit tvam indra yata etān mahaś cid asi tyajaso varūtā sa no vedho marutāṃ cikitvān sumnā vanuṣva tava hi preṣṭhā
As, Indra, from great treason thou protectest, yea, from great treachery these who approach us, So, marking well, Controller of the Maruts grant us their blessings, for they are thy dearest.
ayujran ta indra viśvakṛṣṭīr vidānāso niṣṣidho martyatrā marutām pṛtsutir hāsamānā svarmīﾱhasya pradhanasya sātau
The various doings of all mortal people by thee are ordered, in thy wisdom, Indra. The host of Maruts goeth forth exulting to win the light-bestowing spoil of battle.
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That spear of thine sat firm for us, O Indra: the Maruts set their whole dread power in motion. E'en Agni shines resplendent in the brush-wood: the viands hold him as floods hold an island.
tvaṃ tū na indra taṃ rayiṃ dā ojiṣṭhayā dakṣiṇayeva rātim stutaś ca yās te cakananta vāyo stanaṃ na madhvaḥ pīpayanta vājaiḥ
Vouchsafe us now that opulence, O Indra, as guerdon won by mightiest donation. May hymns that please thee cause the breast of Vayu to swell as with the mead's refreshing sweetness.
tve rāya indra tośatamāḥ praṇetāraḥ kasya cid ṛtāyoḥ te ṣu ṇo maruto mṛﾱayantu ye smā purā gātūyantīva devāḥ
With thee, O Indra, are most bounteous riches that further every one who lives uprightly. Now may these Maruts show us loving-kindness, Gods who of old were ever prompt to help us.
prati pra yāhīndra mīﾱhuṣo nṝn mahaḥ pārthive sadane yatasva adha yad eṣām pṛthubudhnāsa etās tīrthe nāryaḥ pauṃsyāni tasthuḥ
Bring forth the Men who rain down boons, O Indra: exert thee in the great terrestrial region; For their broad-chested speckled deer are standing like a King's armies on the field of battle.
prati ghorāṇām etānām ayāsām marutāṃ śṛṇva āyatām upabdiḥ ye martyam pṛtanāyantam ūmair ṛṇāvānaṃ na patayanta sargaiḥ
Heard is the roar of the advancing Maruts, terrific, glittering, and swiftly moving, Who with their rush o'erthrow as 'twere a sinner the mortal who would fight with those who love him
tvam mānebhya indra viśvajanyā radā marudbhiḥ śurudho goagrāḥ stavānebhi stavase deva devair vidyāmeṣaṃ vṛjanaṃ jīradānum
Give to the Manas, Indra with Maruts, gifts universal, gifts of cattle foremost. Thou, God, art praised with Gods who must be lauded. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.