Rig Veda
tvām iddhi havāmahe sātā vājasya kāravaḥ tvāṃ vṛtreṣv indra satpatiṃ naras tvāṃ kāṣṭhāsv arvataḥ
That we may win us wealth and power we poets, verily, call on thee: In war men call on thee, Indra, the hero's Lord, in the steed's race-course call on thee.
sa tvaṃ naś citra vajrahasta dhṛṣṇuyā maha stavāno adrivaḥ gām aśvaṃ rathyam indra saṃ kira satrā vājaṃ na jigyuṣe
As such, O Wonderful, whose hand holds thunder, praised as mighty, Caster of the Stone! Pour on us boldly, Indra, kine and chariotsteeds, ever to be the conqueror's strength.
yaḥ satrāhā vicarṣaṇir indraṃ taṃ hūmahe vayam sahasramuṣka tuvinṛmṇa satpate bhavā samatsu no vṛdhe
We call upon that Indra, who, most active, ever slays the foe: Lord of the brave, Most Manly, with a thousand powers, help thou and prosper us in fight.
bādhase janān vṛṣabheva manyunā ghṛṣau mīﾱha ṛcīṣama asmākam bodhy avitā mahādhane tanūṣv apsu sūrye
Rcisama, thou forcest men as with a bull, with anger, in the furious fray. Be thou our Helper in the mighty battle fought for sunlight, water, and for life.
indra jyeṣṭhaṃ na ā bharaṃ ojiṣṭham papuri śravaḥ yeneme citra vajrahasta rodasī obhe suśipra prāḥ
O Indra, bring us name and fame, enriching, mightiest, excellent, Wherewith, O Wondrous God, fair-visored, thunder-armed, thou hast filled full this earth and heaven.
tvām ugram avase carṣaṇīsahaṃ rājan deveṣu hūmahe viśvā su no vithurā pibdanā vaso 'mitrān suṣahān kṛdhi
We call on thee, O King, Mighty amid the Gods, Ruler of men, to succour us. All that is weak in us, Excellent God, make firm: make our foes easy to subdue.
yad indra nāhuṣīṣv āṃ ojo nṛmṇaṃ ca kṛṣṭiṣu yad vā pañca kṣitīnāṃ dyumnam ā bhara satrā viśvāni pauṃsyā
All strength and valour that is found, Indra, in tribes of Nahushas, and all the splendid fame that the Five Tribes enjoy Bring, yea, all manly powers at once.
yad vā tṛkṣau maghavan druhyāv ā jane yat pūrau kac ca vṛṣṇyam asmabhyaṃ tad rirīhi saṃ nṛṣāhye 'mitrān pṛtsu turvaṇe
Or, Maghavan, what vigorous strength in Trikshi lay, in Druhyus or in Paru's folk, Fully bestow on us, that, in the conquering fray, we may subdue our foes in fight.
indra tridhātu śaraṇaṃ trivarūthaṃ svastimat chardir yaccha maghavadbhyaś ca mahyaṃ ca yāvayā didyum ebhyaḥ
O Indra, grant a happy home, a triple refuge triply strong. Bestow a dwelling-place on the rich lords and me, and keep thy dart afar from these.
ye gavyatā manasā śatrum ādabhur abhipraghnanti dhṛṣṇuyā adha smā no maghavann indra girvaṇas tanūpā antamo bhava
They who with minds intent on spoil subdue the foe, boldly attack and smite him down,- From these, O Indra Maghavan who lovest song, be closest guardian of our lives.
adha smā no vṛdhe bhavendra nāyam avā yudhi yad antarikṣe patayanti parṇino didyavas tigmamūrdhānaḥ
And now, O Indra, strengthen us: come near and aid us in the fight, What time the feathered shafts are flying in the air, the arrows with their sharpened points.
yatra śūrāsas tanvo vitanvate priyā śarma pitṝṇām adha smā yaccha tanve tane ca chardir acittaṃ yāvaya dveṣaḥ
Give us, where heroes strain their bodies in the fight, the shelter that our fathers loved. To us and to our sons give refuge: keep afar all unobserved hostility.
yad indra sarge arvataś codayāse mahādhane asamane adhvani vṛjine pathi śyenāṁ iva śravasyataḥ
When, Indra, in the mighty fray thou urgest chargers to their speed, On the uneven road and on a toilsome path, like falcons, eager for renown,
sindhūṃr iva pravaṇa āśuyā yato yadi klośam anu ṣvaṇi ā ye vayo na varvṛtaty āmiṣi gṛbhītā bāhvor gavi
Speeding like rivers rushing down a steep descent, responsive to the urging call, That come like birds attracted to the bait, held in by reins in both the driver's hands.