Rig Veda
tvam mahāṁ indra yo ha śuṣmair dyāvā jajñānaḥ pṛthivī ame dhāḥ yaddha te viśvā girayaś cid abhvā bhiyā dṛḍhāsaḥ kiraṇā naijan
Thou art the Mighty One; when born, O Indra, with power thou terrifiedst earth and heaven; When, in their fear of thee, all firm-set mountains and monstrous creatures shook like dust before thee.
ā yaddharī indra vivratā ver ā te vajraṃ jaritā bāhvor dhāt yenāviharyatakrato amitrān pura iṣṇāsi puruhūta pūrvīḥ
When thy two wandering Bays thou drawest hither, thy praiser laid within thine arms the thunder, Wherewith, O Much-invoked, in will resistless, thou smitest foemen down and many a castle.
tvaṃ satya indra dhṛṣṇur etān tvam ṛbhukṣā naryas tvaṃ ṣāṭ tvaṃ śuṣṇaṃ vṛjane pṛkṣa āṇau yūne kutsāya dyumate sacāhan
Faithful art thou, these thou defiest, Indra; thou art the Ribhus' Lord, heroic, victor. Thou, by his side, for young and glorious Kutsa, with steed and car in battle slewest Sushna,
tvaṃ ha tyad indra codīḥ sakhā vṛtraṃ yad vajrin vṛṣakarmann ubhnāḥ yaddha śūra vṛṣamaṇaḥ parācair vi dasyūṃr yonāv akṛto vṛthāṣāṭ
That, as a friend, thou furtheredst, O Indra, when, Thunderer, strong in act, thou crushedst Vritra; When, Hero, thou, great-souled, with easy conquest didst rend the Dasyus in their distant dwelling.
tvaṃ ha tyad indrāriṣaṇyan dṛḍhasya cin martānām ajuṣṭau vy asmad ā kāṣṭhā arvate var ghaneva vajriñchnathihy amitrān
This doest thou, and art not harmed, O Indra, e'en in the anger of the strongest mortal. Lay thou the race-course open for our horses: as with a club, slay, Thunder-armed! our foemen.
tvāṃ ha tyad indrārṇasātau svarmīḍhe nara ājā havante tava svadhāva iyam ā samarya ūtir vājeṣv atasāyyā bhūt
Hence men invoke thee, Indra, in the tumult of battle, in the light-bestowing conflict. This aid of thine, O Godlike One, was ever to be implored in deeds of might in combat.
tvaṃ ha tyad indra sapta yudhyan puro vajrin purukutsāya dardaḥ barhir na yat sudāse vṛthā varg aṃho rājan varivaḥ pūrave kaḥ
Warring for Purukutsa thou, O Indra, Thunder-armed! breakest down the seven castles; Easily, for Sudas, like grass didst rend them, and out of need, King, broughtest gain to Puru.
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O Indra, God who movest round about us, feed us with varied food plenteous as water- Food wherewithal, O Hero, thou bestowest vigour itself to flow to us for ever.
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Prayers have been made by Gotamas, O Indra, addressed to thee, with laud for thy Bay Horses. Bring us in noble shape abundant riches. May he, enriched with prayer, come soon and early.