Rig Veda
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I glorify that Ram who finds the light of heaven, whose hundred nobly-natured ones go forth with him. With hymns may I turn hither Indra to mine aid,—the Car which like a strong steed hasteth to the call.
sa parvato na dharuṇeṣv acyutaḥ sahasramūtis taviṣīṣu vāvṛdhe indro yad vṛtram avadhīn nadīvṛtam ubjann arṇāṃsi jarhṛṣāṇo andhasā
Like as a mountain on firm basis, unremoved, he, thousandfold protector, waxed in mighty strength, When Indra, joying in the draughts of Soma juice, forced the clouds, slaying Vritra stayer of their flow.
sa hi dvaro dvariṣu vavra ūdhani candrabudhno madavṛddho manīṣibhiḥ indraṃ tam ahve svapasyayā dhiyā maṃhiṣṭharātiṃ sa hi paprir andhasaḥ
For he stays e'en the stayers, spread o'er laden cloud, rooted in light, strengthened in rapture by the wise. Indra with thought, with skilled activity, I call, most liberal giver, for he sates him with the juice.
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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 Vritra stood his helpers, straight in form, mighty, invincible.
abhi svavṛṣṭim made asya yudhyato raghvīr iva pravaṇe sasrur ūtayaḥ indro yad vajrī dhṛṣamāṇo andhasā bhinad valasya paridhīṃr iva tritaḥ
To him, as in wild joy he fought with him who stayed the rain, his helpers sped like swift streams down a slope, When Indra, thunder-armed, made bold by Soma draughts, as Trita cleaveth Vala's fences, cleft him through.
parīṃ ghṛṇā carati titviṣe śavo 'po vṛtvī rajaso budhnam āśayat vṛtrasya yat pravaṇe durgṛbhiśvano nijaghantha hanvor indra tanyatum
Splendour encompassed thee, forth shone thy warrior might: the rain-obstructer lay in mid-air's lowest deep, What time, O Indra, thou didst cast thy thunder down upon the jaws of Vritra hard to be restrained.
hradaṃ na hi tvā nyṛṣanty ūrmayo brahmāṇīndra tava yāni vardhanā tvaṣṭā cit te yujyaṃ vāvṛdhe śavas tatakṣa vajram abhibhūtyojasam
The hymns which magnify thee, Indra, reach to thee even as water-brooks flow down and fill the lake. Tvashtar gave yet more force to thine appropriate strength, and forged thy thunderbolt of overpowering might.
jaghanvāṁ u haribhiḥ sambhṛtakratav indra vṛtram manuṣe gātuyann apaḥ ayacchathā bāhvor vajram āyasam adhārayo divy ā sūryaṃ dṛśe
When, Indra, thou whose power is linked with thy Bay Steeds hadst smitten Vritra, causing floods to flow for man, Thou heldst in thine arms the metal thunderbolt, and settest in the heaven the Sun for all to see.
bṛhat svaścandram amavad yad ukthyam akṛṇvata bhiyasā rohaṇaṃ divaḥ yan mānuṣapradhanā indram ūtayaḥ svar nṛṣāco maruto 'madann anu
In fear they raised the lofty self-resplendent hymn, praise giving and effectual, leading up to heaven, When Indra's helpers fighting for the good of men, the Maruts, faithful to mankind, joyed in the light.
dyauś cid asyāmavāṁ aheḥ svanād ayoyavīd bhiyasā vajra indra te vṛtrasya yad badbadhānasya rodasī made sutasya śavasābhinacchiraḥ
Then Heaven himself, the mighty, at that Dragon's roar reeled back in terror when, Indra, thy thunderbolt In the wild joy of Soma had struck off with might the head of Vritra, tyrant of the earth and heaven.
yad in nv indra pṛthivī daśabhujir ahāni viśvā tatananta kṛṣṭayaḥ atrāha te maghavan viśrutaṃ saho dyām anu śavasā barhaṇā bhuvat
O Indra, were this earth extended forth tenfold, and men who dwell therein multiplied day by day, Still here thy conquering might, Maghavan, would be famed: it hath waxed vast as heaven in majesty and power.
tvam asya pāre rajaso vyomanaḥ svabhūtyojā avase dhṛṣanmanaḥ cakṛṣe bhūmim pratimānam ojaso 'paḥ svaḥ paribhūr eṣy ā divam
Thou, bold of heart, in thine own native might, for help, upon the limit of this mid-air and of heaven, Hast made the earth to be the pattern of thy strength: embracing flood and light thou reachest to the sky.
tvam bhuvaḥ pratimānam pṛthivyā ṛṣvavīrasya bṛhataḥ patir bhūḥ viśvam āprā antarikṣam mahitvā satyam addhā nakir anyas tvāvān
Thou art the counterpart of earth, the Master of lofty heaven with all its mighty Heroes: Thou hast filled all the region with thy greatness: yea, of a truth there is none other like thee.
na yasya dyāvāpṛthivī anu vyaco na sindhavo rajaso antam ānaśuḥ nota svavṛṣṭim made asya yudhyata eko anyac cakṛṣe viśvam ānuṣak
Whose amplitude the heaven and earth have not attained, whose bounds the waters of mid-air have never reached,— Not, when in joy he fights the stayer of the rain: thou, and none else, hast made all things in order due.
ārcann atra marutaḥ sasminn ājau viśve devāso amadann anu tvā vṛtrasya yad bhṛṣṭimatā vadhena ni tvam indra praty ānaṃ jaghantha
The Maruts sang thy praise in this encounter, and in thee all the Deities delighted, What time thou, Indra, with thy spiky weapon, thy deadly bolt, smotest the face of Vritra.