Rig Veda
śāsa itthā mahāṁ asy amitrakhādo adbhutaḥ na yasya hanyate sakhā na jīyate kadācana
A mighty Governor art thou, Wondrous, Destroyer of the foe, Whose friend is never done to death, and never, never overcome.
svastidā viśas patir vṛtrahā vimṛdho vaśī vṛṣendraḥ pura etu naḥ somapā abhayaṅkaraḥ
Lord of the clan, who brings us bliss, Strong, Warrior, Slayer of the fiend, May India, Soma-drinker, go before us, Bull who gives us peace.
vi rakṣo vi mṛdho jahi vi vṛtrasya hanū ruja vi manyum indra vṛtrahann amitrasyābhidāsataḥ
Drive Rakshasas and foes away, break thou in pieces Vritra's jaws: O Vritra-slaying Indra, quell the foeman's wrath who threatens us.
vi na indra mṛdho jahi nīcā yaccha pṛtanyataḥ yo asmāṁ abhidāsaty adharaṃ gamayā tamaḥ
O Indra, beat our foes away, humble the men who challenge us: Send down to nether darkness him who seeks to do us injury.
apendra dviṣato mano 'pa jijyāsato vadham vi manyoḥ śarma yaccha varīyo yavayā vadham
Baffle the foeman's plan, ward off his weapon who would conquer us. Give shelter from his furious wrath, and keep his murdering dart afar.