Rig Veda
suṣvāṇāsa indra stumasi tvā sasavāṃsaś ca tuvinṛmṇa vājam ā no bhara suvitaṃ yasya cākan tmanā tanā sanuyāma tvotāḥ
When we have pressed the juice we laud thee, Indra, and when, Most Valorous we have won the booty. Bring us prosperity, as each desires it under thine own protection may we conquer.
ṛṣvas tvam indra śūra jāto dāsīr viśaḥ sūryeṇa sahyāḥ guhā hitaṃ guhyaṃ gūḍham apsu bibhṛmasi prasravaṇe na somam
Sublime from birth, mayst thou O Indra, Hero, with Surya overcome the Dasa races. As by a fountain's side, we bring the Soma that lay concealed, close-hidden in the waters.
aryo vā giro abhy arca vidvān ṛṣīṇāṃ vipraḥ sumatiṃ cakānaḥ te syāma ye raṇayanta somair enota tubhyaṃ rathoḍha bhakṣaiḥ
Answer the votary's hymns, for these thou knowest, craving the Rishis' prayer, thyself a Singer May we be they who take delight in Somas: these with sweet food for thee, O Chariot-rider.
imā brahmendra tubhyaṃ śaṃsi dā nṛbhyo nṛṇāṃ śūra śavaḥ tebhir bhava sakratur yeṣu cākann uta trāyasva gṛṇata uta stīn
These holy prayers, O Indra, have I sung thee: grant to the men the strength of men, thou Hero. Be of one mind with those in whom thou joyest: keep thou the singers safe and their companions.
śrudhī havam indra śūra pṛthyā uta stavase venyasyārkaiḥ ā yas te yoniṃ ghṛtavantam asvār ūrmir na nimnair dravayanta vakvāḥ
Listen to Prithi's call, heroic Indra, and be thou lauded by the hymns of Venya, Him who hath sung thee to thine oil-rich dwelling, whose rolling songs have sped thee like a torrent.