Rig Veda
yuvāṃ narā paśyamānāsa āpyam prācā gavyantaḥ pṛthuparśavo yayuḥ dāsā ca vṛtrā hatam āryāṇi ca sudāsam indrāvaruṇāvasāvatam
Looking to you and your alliance, O ye Men, armed with broad axes they went forward, fain for spoil. Ye smote and slew his Dasa and his Aryan enemies, and helped Sudas with favour, Indra-Varuna.
yatrā naraḥ samayante kṛtadhvajo yasminn ājā bhavati kiṃ cana priyam yatrā bhayante bhuvanā svardṛśas tatrā na indrāvaruṇādhi vocatam
Where heroes come together with their banners raised, in the encounter where is naught for us to love, Where all things that behold the light are terrified, there did ye comfort us, O Indra-Varuna.
sam bhūmyā antā dhvasirā adṛkṣatendrāvaruṇā divi ghoṣa āruhat asthur janānām upa mām arātayo 'rvāg avasā havanaśrutā gatam
The boundaries of earth were seen all dark with dust: O Indra-Varuna, the shout went up to heaven. The enmities of the people compassed me about. Ye heard my calling and ye came to me with help.
indrāvaruṇā vadhanābhir aprati bhedaṃ vanvantā pra sudāsam āvatam brahmāṇy eṣāṃ śṛṇutaṃ havīmani satyā tṛtsūnām abhavat purohitiḥ
With your resistless weapons, Indra-Varuna, ye conquered Bheda and ye gave Sudas your aid. Ye heard the prayers of these amid the cries of war: effectual was the service of the Tritsus' priest.
indrāvaruṇāv abhy ā tapanti māghāny aryo vanuṣām arātayaḥ yuvaṃ hi vasva ubhayasya rājatho 'dha smā no 'vatam pārye divi
O Indra-Varuna, the wickedness of foes and mine assailants' hatred sorely trouble me. Ye Twain are Lords of riches both of earth and heaven: so grant to us your aid on the decisive day.
yuvāṃ havanta ubhayāsa ājiṣv indraṃ ca vasvo varuṇaṃ ca sātaye yatra rājabhir daśabhir nibādhitam pra sudāsam āvataṃ tṛtsubhiḥ saha
The men of both the hosts invoked you in the fight, Indra and Varuna, that they might win the wealth, What time ye helped Sudas, with all the Tritsu folk, when the Ten Kings had pressed him down in their attack.
daśa rājānaḥ samitā ayajyavaḥ sudāsam indrāvaruṇā na yuyudhuḥ satyā nṛṇām admasadām upastutir devā eṣām abhavan devahūtiṣu
Ten Kings who worshipped not, O Indra-Varuna, confederate, in war prevailed not o'er Sudas. True was the boast of heroes sitting at the feast: so at their invocations Gods were on their side.
dāśarājñe pariyattāya viśvataḥ sudāsa indrāvaruṇāv aśikṣatam śvityañco yatra namasā kapardino dhiyā dhīvanto asapanta tṛtsavaḥ
O Indra-Varuna, ye gave Sudas your aid when the Ten Kings in battle compassed him about, There where the white-robed Tritsus with their braided hair, skilled in song worshipped you with homage and with hymn.
vṛtrāṇy anyaḥ samitheṣu jighnate vratāny anyo abhi rakṣate sadā havāmahe vāṃ vṛṣaṇā suvṛktibhir asme indrāvaruṇā śarma yacchatam
One of you Twain destroys the Vritras in the fight, the Other evermore maintains his holy Laws. We call on you, ye Mighty, with our hymns of praise. Vouchsafe us your protection, Indra-Varuna.
asme indro varuṇo mitro aryamā dyumnaṃ yacchantu mahi śarma saprathaḥ avadhraṃ jyotir aditer ṛtāvṛdho devasya ślokaṃ savitur manāmahe
May Indra, Varuna, Mitra, and Aryaman vouchsafe us glory and great shelter spreading far. We think of the beneficent light of Aditi, and Savitar's song of praise, the God who strengthens Law.