Rig Veda
punīṣe vām arakṣasam manīṣāṃ somam indrāya varuṇāya juhvat ghṛtapratīkām uṣasaṃ na devīṃ tā no yāmann uruṣyatām abhīke
For you I deck a harmless hymn, presenting the Soma juice to Varuna and Indra- A hymn that shines like heavenly Dawn with fatness. May they be near us on the march and guard us.
spardhante vā u devahūye atra yeṣu dhvajeṣu didyavaḥ patanti yuvaṃ tāṁ indrāvaruṇāv amitrān hatam parācaḥ śarvā viṣūcaḥ
Here where the arrows fall amid the banners both hosts invoke the Gods in emulation. O Indra-Varuna, smite back those-our foemen, yea, smite them with your shaft to every quarter.
āpaś ciddhi svayaśasaḥ sadassu devīr indraṃ varuṇaṃ devatā dhuḥ kṛṣṭīr anyo dhārayati praviktā vṛtrāṇy anyo apratīni hanti
Self-lucid in their seats, e'en heavenly Waters endowed with Godhead Varuna and Indra. One of these holds the folk distinct and sundered, the Other smites and slays resistless foemen.
sa sukratur ṛtacid astu hotā ya āditya śavasā vāṃ namasvān āvavartad avase vāṃ haviṣmān asad it sa suvitāya prayasvān
Wise be the priest and skilled in Law Eternal, who with his sacred gifts and oration. Brings you to aid us with your might, Adityas: let him have viands to promote his welfare.
iyam indraṃ varuṇam aṣṭa me gīḥ prāvat toke tanaye tūtujānā suratnāso devavītiṃ gamema yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ
May this my song reach Varuna and Indra, and, strongly urging, win me sons and offspring. To the Gods' banquet may we go with riches. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods with blessings.