Rig Veda 1.5

ā tv etā ni ṣīdatendram abhi pra gāyata sakhāya stomavāhasaḥ

O come ye hither, sit ye down: to Indra sing ye forth, your song, companions, bringing hymns of praise.

purūtamam purūṇām īśānaṃ vāryāṇām indraṃ some sacā sute

To him the richest of the rich, the Lord of treasures excellent, Indra, with Soma juice outpoured.

sa ghā no yoga ā bhuvat sa rāye sa purandhyām gamad vājebhir ā sa naḥ

May he stand by us in our need and in abundance for our wealth: May he come nigh us with his strength.

yasya saṃsthe na vṛṇvate harī samatsu śatravaḥ tasmā indrāya gāyata

Whose pair of tawny horses yoked in battles foemen challenge not: To him, to Indra sing your song.

sutapāvne sutā ime śucayo yanti vītaye somāso dadhyāśiraḥ

Nigh to the Soma-drinker come, for his enjoyment, these pure drops, The Somas mingled with the curd.

tvaṃ sutasya pītaye sadyo vṛddho ajāyathāḥ indra jyaiṣṭhyāya sukrato

Thou, grown at once to perfect strength, wast born to drink the Soma juice, Strong Indra, for preëminence.

ā tvā viśantv āśavaḥ somāsa indra girvaṇaḥ śaṃ te santu pracetase

O Indra, lover of the song, may these quick Somas enter thee: May they bring bliss to thee the Sage.

tvāṃ stomā avīvṛdhan tvām ukthā śatakrato tvāṃ vardhantu no giraḥ

Our chants of praise have strengthened thee, O Satakratu, and our lauds So strengthen thee the songs we sing.

akṣitotiḥ saned imaṃ vājam indraḥ sahasriṇam yasmin viśvāni pauṃsyā

Indra, whose succour never fails, accept these viands thousandfold, Wherein all manly powers abide.

mā no martā abhi druhan tanūnām indra girvaṇaḥ īśāno yavayā vadham

O Indra, thou who lovest song, let no man hurt our bodies, keep Slaughter far from us, for thou canst.