Rig Veda
itthā hi soma in made brahmā cakāra vardhanam śaviṣṭha vajrinn ojasā pṛthivyā niḥ śaśā ahim arcann anu svarājyam
Thus in the Soma, in wild joy the Brahman hath exalted thee: Thou, mightiest thunder-armed, hast driven by force the Dragon from the earth, lauding thine own imperial sway.
sa tvāmadad vṛṣā madaḥ somaḥ śyenābhṛtaḥ sutaḥ yenā vṛtraṃ nir adbhyo jaghantha vajrinn ojasārcann anu svarājyam
The mighty flowing Soma-draught, brought by the Hawk, hath gladdened thee, That in thy strength, O Thunderer, thou hast struck down Vritra from the floods, lauding thine own imperial sway.
prehy abhīhi dhṛṣṇuhi na te vajro ni yaṃsate indra nṛmṇaṃ hi te śavo hano vṛtraṃ jayā apo 'rcann anu svarājyam
Go forward, meet the foe, be bold; thy bolt of thunder is not checked. Manliness, Indra, is thy might: stay Vritra, make the waters thine, lauding thine own imperial sway.
nir indra bhūmyā adhi vṛtraṃ jaghantha nir divaḥ sṛjā marutvatīr ava jīvadhanyā imā apo 'rcann anu svarājyam
Thou smotest Vritra from the earth, smotest him, Indra, from the sky. Let these life-fostering waters flow attended by the Marut host, lauding thine own imperial sway.
indro vṛtrasya dodhataḥ sānuṃ vajreṇa hīḍitaḥ abhikramyāva jighnate 'paḥ sarmāya codayann arcann anu svarājyam
The wrathful Indra with his bolt of thunder rushing on the foe, Smote fierce on trembling Vritra's back, and loosed the waters free to run, lauding his own imperial sway.
adhi sānau ni jighnate vajreṇa śataparvaṇā mandāna indro andhasaḥ sakhibhyo gātum icchaty arcann anu svarājyam
With hundred-jointed thunderbolt Indra hath struck him on the back, And, while rejoicing in the juice, seeketh prosperity for friends, lauding his own imperial sway.
indra tubhyam id adrivo 'nuttaṃ vajrin vīryam yaddha tyam māyinam mṛgaṃ tam u tvam māyayāvadhīr arcann anu svarājyam
Indra, unconquered might is thine, Thunderer, Caster of the Stone; For thou with thy surpassing power smotest to death the guileful beast, lauding thine own imperial sway.
vi te vajrāso asthiran navatiṃ nāvyā anu mahat ta indra vīryam bāhvos te balaṃ hitam arcann anu svarājyam
Far over ninety spacious floods thy thunderbolts were cast abroad: Great, Indra, is thy hero might, and strength is seated in thine arms, lauding thine own imperial sway.
sahasraṃ sākam arcata pari ṣṭobhata viṃśatiḥ śatainam anv anonavur indrāya brahmodyatam arcann anu svarājyam
Laud him a thousand all at once, shout twenty forth the hymn of praise. Hundreds have sung aloud to him, to Indra hath the prayer been raised, lauding his own imperial sway.
indro vṛtrasya taviṣīṃ nir ahan sahasā sahaḥ mahat tad asya pauṃsyaṃ vṛtraṃ jaghanvāṁ asṛjad arcann anu svarājyam
Indra hath smitten down the power of Vritra,—might with stronger might. This was his manly exploit, he slew Vritra and let loose the floods, lauding his own imperial sway.
ime cit tava manyave vepete bhiyasā mahī yad indra vajrinn ojasā vṛtram marutvāṁ avadhīr arcann anu svarājyam
Yea, even this great Pair of Worlds trembled in terror at thy wrath, When, Indra, Thunderer, Marut-girt, thou slewest Vritra in thy strength, lauding thine own imperial sway.
na vepasā na tanyatendraṃ vṛtro vi bībhayat abhy enaṃ vajra āyasaḥ sahasrabhṛṣṭir āyatārcann anu svarājyam
But Vritra scared not Indra with his shaking or his thunder roar. On him that iron thunderbolt fell fiercely with its thousand points, lauding his own imperial sway.
yad vṛtraṃ tava cāśaniṃ vajreṇa samayodhayaḥ ahim indra jighāṃsato divi te badbadhe śavo 'rcann anu svarājyam
When with the thunder thou didst make thy dart and Vritra meet in war, Thy might, O Indra, fain to slay the Dragon, was set firm in heaven, lauding thine own imperial sway.
abhiṣṭane te adrivo yat sthā jagac ca rejate tvaṣṭā cit tava manyava indra vevijyate bhiyārcann anu svarājyam
When at thy shout, O Thunder-armed, each thing both fixed and moving shook, E'en Tvashtar trembled at thy wrath and quaked with fear because of thee, lauding thine own imperial sway.
nahi nu yād adhīmasīndraṃ ko vīryā paraḥ tasmin nṛmṇam uta kratuṃ devā ojāṃsi saṃ dadhur arcann anu svarājyam
There is not, in our knowledge, one who passeth Indra in his strength: In him the Deities have stored manliness, insight, power and might, lauding his own imperial sway.
yām atharvā manuṣ pitā dadhyaṅ dhiyam atnata tasmin brahmāṇi pūrvathendra ukthā sam agmatārcann anu svarājyam
Still as of old, whatever rite Atharvan, Manus sire of all, Dadhyach performed, their prayer and praise united in that Indra meet, lauding his own imperial sway.