Rig Veda
ya ojiṣṭha indra taṃ su no dā mado vṛṣan svabhiṣṭir dāsvān sauvaśvyaṃ yo vanavat svaśvo vṛtrā samatsu sāsahad amitrān
Give us the rapture that is mightiest, Indra, prompt to bestow and swift to aid, O Hero, That wins with brave steeds where brave steeds encounter, and quells the Vritras and the foes in battle.
tvāṃ hīndrāvase vivāco havante carṣaṇayaḥ śūrasātau tvaṃ viprebhir vi paṇīṃr aśāyas tvota it sanitā vājam arvā
For with loud voice the tribes invoke thee, Indra, to aid them in the battlefield of heroes. Thou, with the singers, hast pierced through the Panis: the charger whom thou aidest wins the booty.
tvaṃ tāṁ indrobhayāṁ amitrān dāsā vṛtrāṇy āryā ca śūra vadhīr vaneva sudhitebhir atkair ā pṛtsu darṣi nṛṇāṃ nṛtama
Both races, Indra, of opposing foemen, O Hero, both the Arya and the Dasa, Hast thou struck down like woods with well-shot lightnings: thou rentest them in fight, most manly Chieftain!
sa tvaṃ na indrākavābhir ūtī sakhā viśvāyur avitā vṛdhe bhūḥ svarṣātā yaddhvayāmasi tvā yudhyanto nemadhitā pṛtsu śūra
Indra, befriend us with no scanty succour, prosper and aid us, Loved of all that liveth, When, fighting for the sunlight, we invoke thee, O Hero, in the fray, in war's division.
nūnaṃ na indrāparāya ca syā bhavā mṛﾱīka uta no abhiṣṭau itthā gṛṇanto mahinasya śarman divi ṣyāma pārye goṣatamāḥ
Be ours, O Indra, now and for the future, be graciously inclined and near to help us. Thus may we, singing, sheltered by the Mighty, win many cattle on the day of trial.