Rig Veda
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Indra and Soma, burn, destroy the demon foe, send downward, O ye Bulls, those who add gloom to gloom. Annihilate the fools, slay them and burn them up: chase them away from us, pierce the voracious ones.
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Indra and Soma, let sin round the wicked boil like as a caldron set amid the flames of fire. Against the foe of prayer, devourer of raw flesh, the vile fiend fierce of eye, keep ye perpetual hate.
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Indra and Soma, plunge the wicked in the depth, yea, cast them into darkness that hath no support, So that not one of them may ever thence return: so may your wrathful might prevail and conquer them.
indrāsomā vartayataṃ divo vadhaṃ sam pṛthivyā aghaśaṃsāya tarhaṇam ut takṣataṃ svaryam parvatebhyo yena rakṣo vāvṛdhānaṃ nijūrvathaḥ
Indra and Soma, hurl your deadly crushing bolt down on the wicked fiend from heaven and from the earth. Yea, forge out of the mountains your celestial dart wherewith ye burn to death the waxing demon race.
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Indra and Soma, cast ye downward out of heaven your deadly darts of stone burning with fiery flame, Eternal, scorching darts; plunge the voracious ones within the depth, and let them sink without a sound.
indrāsomā pari vām bhūtu viśvata iyam matiḥ kakṣyāśveva vājinā yāṃ vāṃ hotrām parihinomi medhayemā brahmāṇi nṛpatīva jinvatam
Indra and Soma, let this hymn control you both, even as the girth encompasses two vigorous steeds- The song of praise which I with wisdom offer you: do ye, as Lords of men, animate these my prayers.
prati smarethāṃ tujayadbhir evair hataṃ druho rakṣaso bhaṅgurāvataḥ indrāsomā duṣkṛte mā sugam bhūd yo naḥ kadā cid abhidāsati druhā
In your impetuous manner think ye both thereon: destroy these evil beings, slay the treacherous fiends. Indra and Soma, let the wicked have no bliss who evermore assails us with malignity.
yo mā pākena manasā carantam abhicaṣṭe anṛtebhir vacobhiḥ āpa iva kāśinā saṃgṛbhītā asann astv āsata indra vaktā
Whoso accuses me with words of falsehood when I pursue my way with guileless spirit, May he, the speaker of untruth, be, Indra, like water which the hollowed hand compresses.
ye pākaśaṃsaṃ viharanta evair ye vā bhadraṃ dūṣayanti svadhābhiḥ ahaye vā tān pradadātu soma ā vā dadhātu nirṛter upasthe
Those who destroy, as is their wont, the simple, and with their evil natures harm the righteous, May Soma give them over to the serpent, or to the lap of Nirriti consign them.
yo no rasaṃ dipsati pitvo agne yo aśvānāṃ yo gavāṃ yas tanūnām ripu stena steyakṛd dabhram etu ni ṣa hīyatāṃ tanvā tanā ca
The fiend, O Agni, who designs to injure the essence of our food, kine, steeds, or bodies, May he, the adversary, thief, and robber, sink to destruction, both himself and offspring.
paraḥ so astu tanvā tanā ca tisraḥ pṛthivīr adho astu viśvāḥ prati śuṣyatu yaśo asya devā yo no divā dipsati yaś ca naktam
May he be swept away, himself and children: may all the three earths press him down beneath them. May his fair glory, O ye Gods, be blighted, who in the day or night would fain destroy us.
suvijñānaṃ cikituṣe janāya sac cāsac ca vacasī paspṛdhāte tayor yat satyaṃ yatarad ṛjīyas tad it somo 'vati hanty āsat
The prudent finds it easy to distinguish the true and false: their words oppose each other. Of these two that which is the true and honest, Soma protects, and brings the false to nothing.
na vā u somo vṛjinaṃ hinoti na kṣatriyam mithuyā dhārayantam hanti rakṣo hanty āsad vadantam ubhāv indrasya prasitau śayāte
Never doth Soma aid and guide the wicked or him who falsely claims the Warrior's title. He slays the fiend and him who speaks untruly: both lie entangled in the noose of Indra.
yadi vāham anṛtadeva āsa moghaṃ vā devāṁ apyūhe agne kim asmabhyaṃ jātavedo hṛṇīṣe droghavācas te nirṛthaṃ sacantām
As if I worshipped deities of falsehood, or thought vain thoughts about the Gods, O Agni. Why art thou angry with us, Jatavedas? Destruction fall on those who lie against thee!
adyā murīya yadi yātudhāno asmi yadi vāyus tatapa pūruṣasya adhā sa vīrair daśabhir vi yūyā yo mā moghaṃ yātudhānety āha
So may I die this day if I have harassed any man's life or if I be a demon. Yea, may he lose all his ten sons together who with false tongue hath called me Yatudhana.
yo māyātuṃ yātudhānety āha yo vā rakṣāḥ śucir asmīty āha indras taṃ hantu mahatā vadhena viśvasya jantor adhamas padīṣṭa
May Indra slay him with a mighty weapon, and let the vilest of all creatures perish, The fiend who says that he is pure, who calls me a demon though devoid of demon nature.
pra yā jigāti khargaleva naktam apa druhā tanvaṃ gūhamānā vavrāṁ anantāṁ ava sā padīṣṭa grāvāṇo ghnantu rakṣasa upabdaiḥ
She too who wanders like an owl at night-time, hiding her body in her guile and malice, May she fall downward into endless caverns. May press-stones with loud ring destroy the demons.
vi tiṣṭhadhvam maruto vikṣv icchata gṛbhāyata rakṣasaḥ sam pinaṣṭana vayo ye bhūtvī patayanti naktabhir ye vā ripo dadhire deve adhvare
Spread out, ye Maruts, search among the people: seize ye and grind the Rakshasas to pieces, Who fly abroad, transformed to birds, at night-time, or sully and pollute our holy worship.
pra vartaya divo aśmānam indra somaśitam maghavan saṃ śiśādhi prāktād apāktād adharād udaktād abhi jahi rakṣasaḥ parvatena
Hurl down from heaven thy bolt of stone, O Indra: sharpen it, Maghavan, made keen by Soma. Forward, behind, and from above and under, smite down the demons with thy rocky weapon.
eta u tye patayanti śvayātava indraṃ dipsanti dipsavo 'dābhyam śiśīte śakraḥ piśunebhyo vadhaṃ nūnaṃ sṛjad aśaniṃ yātumadbhyaḥ
They fly, the demon dogs, and, bent on mischief, fain would they harm indomitable Indra. Sakra makes sharp his weapon for the wicked: now, let him cast his bolt at fiendish wizards.
indro yātūnām abhavat parāśaro havirmathīnām abhy āvivāsatām
Indra hath ever been the fiends' destroyer who spoil oblations of the Gods' invokers: Yea, Sakra, like an axe that splits the timber, attacks and smashes them like earthen vessels.
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Destroy the fiend shaped like an owl or owlet, destroy him in the form of dog or cuckoo. Destroy him shaped as eagle or as vulture as with a stone, O Indra, crush the demon.
mā no rakṣo abhi naḍ yātumāvatām apocchatu mithunā yā kimīdinā pṛthivī naḥ pārthivāt pātv aṃhaso 'ntarikṣaṃ divyāt pātv asmān
Let not the fiend of witchcraft-workers reach us: may Dawn drive off the couples of Kimidins. Earth keep us safe from earthly woe and trouble: from grief that comes from heaven mid-air preserve us.
indra jahi pumāṃsaṃ yātudhānam uta striyam māyayā śāśadānām vigrīvāso mūradevā ṛdantu mā te dṛśan sūryam uccarantam
Slay the male demon, Indra! slay the female, joying and triumphing in arts of magic. Let the fools' gods with bent necks fall and perish, and see no more the Sun when he arises.
prati cakṣva vi cakṣvendraś ca soma jāgṛtam rakṣobhyo vadham asyatam aśaniṃ yātumadbhyaḥ
Look each one hither, look around Indra and Soma, watch ye well.