Rig Veda
asāvi devaṃ goṛjīkam andho ny asminn indro januṣem uvoca bodhāmasi tvā haryaśva yajñair bodhā na stomam andhaso madeṣu
Pressed is the juice divine with milk commingled: thereto hath Indra ever been accustomed. We wake thee, Lord of Bays, with sacrifices: mark this our laud in the wild joy of Soma.
pra yanti yajñaṃ vipayanti barhiḥ somamādo vidathe dudhravācaḥ ny u bhriyante yaśaso gṛbhād ā dūraupabdo vṛṣaṇo nṛṣācaḥ
On to the rite they move, the grass they scatter, these Soma-drinkers eloquent in synod. Hither, for men to grasp, are brought the press-stones, far-thundering, famous, strong, that wait on heroes.
tvam indra sravitavā apas kaḥ pariṣṭhitā ahinā śūra pūrvīḥ tvad vāvakre rathyo na dhenā rejante viśvā kṛtrimāṇi bhīṣā
Indra, thou settest free the many waters that were encompassed, Hero, by the Dragon. Down rolled, as if on chariots borne, the rivers: through fear of thee all things created tremble.
bhīmo viveṣāyudhebhir eṣām apāṃsi viśvā naryāṇi vidvān indraḥ puro jarhṛṣāṇo vi dūdhod vi vajrahasto mahinā jaghāna
Skilled in all manly deeds the God terrific hath with his weapons mastered these opponents. Indra in rapturous joy shook down their castles he slew them in his might, the Thunder-wielder.
na yātava indra jūjuvur no na vandanā śaviṣṭha vedyābhiḥ sa śardhad aryo viṣuṇasya jantor mā śiśnadevā api gur ṛtaṃ naḥ
No evil spirits have impelled us, Indra, nor fiends, O Mightiest God, with their devices. Let our true God subdue the hostile rabble: let not the lewd approach our holy worship.
abhi kratvendra bhūr adha jman na te vivyaṅ mahimānaṃ rajāṃsi svenā hi vṛtraṃ śavasā jaghantha na śatrur antaṃ vividad yudhā te
Thou in thy strength surpassest Earth and Heaven: the regions comprehend not all thy greatness. With thine own power and might thou slewest Vritra: no foe hath found the end of thee in battle.
devāś cit te asuryāya pūrve 'nu kṣatrāya mamire sahāṃsi indro maghāni dayate viṣahyendraṃ vājasya johuvanta sātau
Even the earlier Deities submitted their powers to thy supreme divine dominion. Indra wins wealth and deals it out to other's: men in the strife for booty call on Indra.
kīriś ciddhi tvām avase juhāveśānam indra saubhagasya bhūreḥ avo babhūtha śatamūte asme abhikṣattus tvāvato varūtā
The humble hath invoked thee for protection, thee, Lord of great felicity, O Indra. Thou with a hundred aids hast been our Helper: one who brings gifts like thee hath his defender.
sakhāyas ta indra viśvaha syāma namovṛdhāso mahinā tarutra vanvantu smā te 'vasā samīke 'bhītim aryo vanuṣāṃ śavāṃsi
May we, O Indra, be thy friends for ever, eagerly, Conqueror, yielding greater homage. May, through thy grace, the strength of us who battle quell in the shock the onset of the foeman.
sa na indra tvayatāyā iṣe dhās tmanā ca ye maghavāno junanti vasvī ṣu te jaritre astu śaktir yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ
Place us by food which thou hast given, O Indra, us and the wealthy patrons who command us. Let thy great power bring good to him who lauds thee. Ye Gods, preserve us evermore with blessings.