Rig Veda
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May Indra come to us, he who knows rightly to give forth treasures from his store of riches. Even as a thirsty steer who roams the deserts may he drink eagerly the milked-out Soma.
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Lord of Bay Horses, Hero, may the Soma rise to thy cheeks and jaws like mountain-ridges. May we, O King, as he who driveth coursers, all joy in thee with hymns, invoked of many!
cakraṃ na vṛttam puruhūta vepate mano bhiyā me amater id adrivaḥ rathād adhi tvā jaritā sadāvṛdha kuvin nu stoṣan maghavan purūvasuḥ
Invoked of many, Caster of the Stone my heart quakes like a rolling wheel for fear of penury. Shall not Puruvasu the singer give thee praise, O ever-prospering Maghavan, mounted on thy car?
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Like the press-stone is this thy praiser, Indra. Loudly he lifts his voice with strong endeavour. With thy left hand, O Maghavan, give us riches: with thy right, Lord of Bays, be not reluctant.
vṛṣā tvā vṛṣaṇaṃ vardhatu dyaur vṛṣā vṛṣabhyāṃ vahase haribhyām sa no vṛṣā vṛṣarathaḥ suśipra vṛṣakrato vṛṣā vajrin bhare dhāḥ
May the strong Heaven make thee the Strong wax stronger: Strong, thou art borne by thy two strong Bay Horses. So, fair of cheek, with mighty chariot, mighty, uphold us, strong-willed, thunder armed, in battle.
yo rohitau vājinau vājinīvān tribhiḥ śataiḥ sacamānāv adiṣṭa yūne sam asmai kṣitayo namantāṃ śrutarathāya maruto duvoyā
Maruts, let all the people in obeisance bow down before this youthful Srutaratha, Who, rich in steeds, gave me two dark red horses together with three hundred head of cattle.