Rig Veda 8.24

sakhāya ā śiṣāmahi brahmendrāya vajriṇe stuṣa ū ṣu vo nṛtamāya dhṛṣṇave

Companions, let us learn a prayer to Indra, whom the thunder arms, To glorify your bold and most heroic Friend.

śavasā hy asi śruto vṛtrahatyena vṛtrahā maghair maghono ati śūra dāśasi

For thou by slaying Vritra art the Vritra-slayer, famed for might. Thou, Hero, in rich gifts surpassest wealthy chiefs.

sa na stavāna ā bhara rayiṃ citraśravastamam nireke cid yo harivo vasur dadiḥ

As such, when glorified, bring us riches of very wondrous fame, Set in the highest rank, Wealth-giver, Lord of Bays!

ā nirekam uta priyam indra darṣi janānām dhṛṣatā dhṛṣṇo stavamāna ā bhara

Yea, Indra, thou disclosest that preeminent dear wealth of men: Boldly, O Bold One, glorified, bring it to us.

na te savyaṃ na dakṣiṇaṃ hastaṃ varanta āmuraḥ na paribādho harivo gaviṣṭiṣu

The workers of destruction stay neither thy right hand nor thy left: Nor hosts that press about thee, Lord of Bays, in fight.

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O Thunder-armed, I come with songs to thee as to a stall with kine: Fulfil the wish and thought of him who sings thy praise.

viśvāni viśvamanaso dhiyā no vṛtrahantama ugra praṇetar adhi ṣū vaso gahi

Chief Vritra-slayer, through the hymn of Visvamanas think of all, All that concerneth us, Excellent, Mighty Guide.

vayaṃ te asya vṛtrahan vidyāma śūra navyasaḥ vaso spārhasya puruhūta rādhasaḥ

May we, O Vritra-slayer, O Hero, find this thy newest boon, Longed-for, and excellent, thou who art much invoked!

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O Indra, Dancer, Much-invoked! as thy great power is unsurpassed, So be thy bounty to the worshipper unchecked.

ā vṛṣasva mahāmaha mahe nṛtama rādhase dṛﾱhaś cid dṛhya maghavan maghattaye

Most Mighty, most heroic One, for mighty bounty fill thee full. Though strong, strengthen thyself to win wealth, Maghavan!

nū anyatrā cid adrivas tvan no jagmur āśasaḥ maghavañchagdhi tava tan na ūtibhiḥ

O Thunderer, never have our prayers gone forth to any God but thee: So help us, Maghavan, with thine assistance now.

nahy aṅga nṛto tvad anyaṃ vindāmi rādhase rāye dyumnāya śavase ca girvaṇaḥ

For, Dancer, verily I find none else for bounty, saving thee, For splendid wealth and power, thou Lover of the Song.

endum indrāya siñcata pibāti somyam madhu pra rādhasā codayāte mahitvanā

For Indra pour ye out the drops meath blent with Soma let him drink With bounty and with majesty will he further us.

upo harīṇām patiṃ dakṣam pṛñcantam abravam nūnaṃ śrudhi stuvato aśvyasya

I spake to the Bay Coursers' Lord, to him who gives ability: Now hear the son of Asva as he praises thee.

nahy aṅga purā cana jajñe vīrataras tvat nakī rāyā naivathā na bhandanā

Never was any Hero born before thee mightier than thou: None certainly like thee in goodness and in wealth.

ed u madhvo madintaraṃ siñca vādhvaryo andhasaḥ evā hi vīra stavate sadāvṛdhaḥ

O ministering priest, pour out of the sweet juice what gladdens most: So is the Hero praised who ever prospers us.

indra sthātar harīṇāṃ nakiṣ ṭe pūrvyastutim ud ānaṃśa śavasā na bhandanā

Indra, whom Tawny Coursers bear, praise such as thine, preeminent, None by his power or by his goodness hath attained.

taṃ vo vājānām patim ahūmahi śravasyavaḥ aprāyubhir yajñebhir vāvṛdhenyam

We, seeking glory, have invoked this Master of all power and might Who must be glorified by constant sacrifice.

eto nv indraṃ stavāma sakhāya stomyaṃ naram kṛṣṭīr yo viśvā abhy asty eka it

Come, sing we praise to Indra, friends, the Hero who deserves the laud, Him who with none to aid o'ercomes all tribes of men.

agorudhāya gaviṣe dyukṣāya dasmyaṃ vacaḥ ghṛtāt svādīyo madhunaś ca vocata

To him who wins the kine, who keeps no cattle back, Celestial God, Speak wondrous speech more sweet than butter and than meath.

yasyāmitāni vīryā na rādhaḥ paryetave jyotir na viśvam abhy asti dakṣiṇā

Whose hero powers are measureless, whose bounty ne'er may be surpassed, Whose liberality, like light, is over all.

stuhīndraṃ vyaśvavad anūrmiṃ vājinaṃ yamam aryo gayam maṃhamānaṃ vi dāśuṣe

As Vyasva did, praise Indra, praise the Strong unfluctuating Guide, Who gives the foe's possessions to the worshipper.

evā nūnam upa stuhi vaiyaśva daśamaṃ navam suvidvāṃsaṃ carkṛtyaṃ caraṇīnām

Now, son of Vyasva, praise thou him who to the tenth time still is new, The very Wise, whom living men must glorify

vetthā hi nirṛtīnāṃ vajrahasta parivṛjam ahar ahaḥ śundhyuḥ paripadām iva

Thou knowest, Indra, Thunder-armed, how to avoid destructive powers, As one secure from pitfalls each returning day.

tad indrāva ā bhara yenā daṃsiṣṭha kṛtvane dvitā kutsāya śiśnatho ni codaya

O Indra, bring that aid wherewith of old, Most Wondrous! thou didst slay His foes for active Kutsa: send it down to us.

tam u tvā nūnam īmahe navyaṃ daṃsiṣṭha sanyase sa tvaṃ no viśvā abhimātīḥ sakṣaṇiḥ

So now we seek thee fresh in might, Most Wonderful in act! for gain: For thou art he who conquers all our foes for us.

ya ṛkṣād aṃhaso mucad yo vāryāt saptasindhuṣu vadhar dāsasya tuvinṛmṇa nīnamaḥ

Who will set free from ruinous woe, or Arya on the Seven Streams: O valiant Hero, bend the Dasa's weapon down.

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As to Varosusaman thou broughtest great riches, for their gain, To Vyasva's sons, Blest Lady, rich in ample wealth!

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Let Narya's sacrificial meed reach Vyasva's Soma-bearing sons: In hundreds and in thousands be the great reward.

yat tvā pṛcchād ījānaḥ kuhayā kuhayākṛte eṣo apaśrito valo gomatīm ava tiṣṭhati

If one should ask thee, Where is he who sacrificed? Whither lookest thou? Like Vala he hath passed away and dwelleth now on Gomati.