Rig Veda 5.33

mahi mahe tavase dīdhye nṝn indrāyetthā tavase atavyān yo asmai sumatiṃ vājasātau stuto jane samaryaś ciketa

Great praise to Indra, great and strong mid heroes, I ponder thus, the feeble to the Mighty, Who with his band shows favour to this people, when lauded, in the fight where spoil is gathered.

sa tvaṃ na indra dhiyasāno arkair harīṇāṃ vṛṣan yoktram aśreḥ yā itthā maghavann anu joṣaṃ vakṣo abhi prāryaḥ sakṣi janān

So made attentive by our hymns, Steer! Indra! thou fastenedst the girth of thy Bay Coursers, Which, Maghavan, at thy will thou drivest hither. With these subdue for us the men who hate us.

na te ta indrābhy asmad ṛṣvāyuktāso abrahmatā yad asan tiṣṭhā ratham adhi taṃ vajrahastā raśmiṃ deva yamase svaśvaḥ

They were not turned to us-ward, lofty Indra! while yet through lack of prayer they stood unharnessed. Ascend this chariot, thou whose hand wields thunder, and draw the rein, O Lord of noble horses.

purū yat ta indra santy ukthā gave cakarthorvarāsu yudhyan tatakṣe sūryāya cid okasi sve vṛṣā samatsu dāsasya nāma cit

Thou, because many lauds are thine, O Indra, wast active warring in the fields for cattle. For Surya in his own abode thou, Hero, formedst in fights even a Dasa's nature.

vayaṃ te ta indra ye ca naraḥ śardho jajñānā yātāś ca rathāḥ āsmāñ jagamyād ahiśuṣma satvā bhago na havyaḥ prabhṛtheṣu cāruḥ

Thine are we, Indra; thine are all these people, conscious of might, whose cars are set in motion. Some hero come to us, O Strong as Ahi beauteous in war, to be invoked like Bhaga.

papṛkṣeṇyam indra tve hy ojo nṛmṇāni ca nṛtamāno amartaḥ sa na enīṃ vasavāno rayiṃ dāḥ prārya stuṣe tuvimaghasya dānam

Strength much to be desired is in thee, Indra: the Immortal dances forth his hero exploits. Such, Lord of Treasure, give us splendid riches. I praise the Friend's gift, his whose wealth is mighty.

evā na indrotibhir ava pāhi gṛṇataḥ śūra kārūn uta tvacaṃ dadato vājasātau piprīhi madhvaḥ suṣutasya cāroḥ

Thus favour us, O Indra, with thy succour; Hero, protect the bards who sing thy praises. Be friendly in the fray to those who offer the skin of beautiful and well-pressed Soma.

uta tye mā paurukutsyasya sūres trasadasyor hiraṇino rarāṇāḥ vahantu mā daśa śyetāso asya gairikṣitasya kratubhir nu saśce

And these ten steeds which Trasadasyu gives me, the gold rich chief, the son of Purukutsa, Resplendent in their brightness shall convey me. Gairikshita willed it and so came I hither.

uta tye mā mārutāśvasya śoṇāḥ kratvāmaghāso vidathasya rātau sahasrā me cyavatāno dadāna ānūkam aryo vapuṣe nārcat

And these, bestowed as sacrificial guerdon, the powerful tawny steeds of Marutasva; And thousands which kind Cyavatana gave me, abundantly bestowed for my adornment.

This verse is not included in this edition.

And these commended horses, bright and active, by Dhvanya son of Lakshmana presented, Came unto me, as cows into the Rishi Samvarana's stall, with magnitude of riches.