Rig Veda
indro madāya vāvṛdhe śavase vṛtrahā nṛbhiḥ tam in mahatsv ājiṣūtem arbhe havāmahe sa vājeṣu pra no 'viṣat
The men have lifted Indra up, the Vritra slayer, to joy and strength: Him, verily, we invocate in battles whether great or small: be he our aid in deeds of might.
asi hi vīra senyo 'si bhūri parādadiḥ asi dabhrasya cid vṛdho yajamānāya śikṣasi sunvate bhūri te vasu
Thou, Hero, art a warrior, thou art giver of abundant spoil. Strengthening e'en the feeble, thou aidest the sacrificer, thou givest the offerer ample wealth.
yad udīrata ājayo dhṛṣṇave dhīyate dhanā yukṣvā madacyutā harī kaṃ hanaḥ kaṃ vasau dadho 'smāṁ indra vasau dadhaḥ
When war and battles are on foot, booty is laid before the bold. Yoke thou thy wildly-rushing Bays. Whom wilt thou slay and whom enrich? Do thou, O Indra, make us rich.
kratvā mahāṁ anuṣvadham bhīma ā vāvṛdhe śavaḥ śriya ṛṣva upākayor ni śiprī harivān dadhe hastayor vajram āyasam
Mighty through wisdom, as he lists, terrible, he hath waxed in strength. Lord of Bay Steeds, strong-jawed, sublime, he in joined hands for glory's sake hath grasped his iron thunderbolt.
ā paprau pārthivaṃ rajo badbadhe rocanā divi na tvāvāṁ indra kaścana na jāto na janiṣyate 'ti viśvaṃ vavakṣitha
He filled the earthly atmosphere and pressed against the lights in heaven. None like thee ever hath been born, none, Indra, will be born like thee. Thou hast waxed mighty over all.
yo aryo martabhojanam parādadāti dāśuṣe indro asmabhyaṃ śikṣatu vi bhajā bhūri te vasu bhakṣīya tava rādhasaḥ
May he who to the offerer gives the foeman's man-sustaining food, May Indra lend his aid to us. Deal forth—abundant is thy wealth—that in thy bounty I may share.
made made hi no dadir yūthā gavām ṛjukratuḥ saṃ gṛbhāya purū śatobhayāhastyā vasu śiśīhi rāya ā bhara
He, righteous-hearted, at each time of rapture gives us herds of kine. Gather in both thy hands for us treasures of many hundred sorts. Sharpen thou us, and bring us wealth.
mādayasva sute sacā śavase śūra rādhase vidmā hi tvā purūvasum upa kāmān sasṛjmahe 'thā no 'vitā bhava
Refresh thee, Hero, with the juice outpoured for bounty and for strength. We know thee Lord of ample store, to thee have sent our hearts' desires: be therefore our Protector thou.
ete ta indra jantavo viśvam puṣyanti vāryam antar hi khyo janānām aryo vedo adāśuṣāṃ teṣāṃ no veda ā bhara
These people, Indra, keep for thee all that is worthy of thy choice. Discover thou, as Lord, the wealth of men who offer up no gifts: bring thou to us this wealth of theirs.