Rig Veda 8.61

ubhayaṃ śṛṇavac ca na indro arvāg idaṃ vacaḥ satrācyā maghavā somapītaye dhiyā śaviṣṭha ā gamat

Both boons,-may Indra, hitherward turned, listen to this prayer of ours, And mightiest Maghavan with thought inclined to us come near to drink the Soma juice.

taṃ hi svarājaṃ vṛṣabhaṃ tam ojase dhiṣaṇe niṣṭatakṣatuḥ utopamānām prathamo ni ṣīdasi somakāmaṃ hi te manaḥ

For him, strong, independent Ruler, Heaven and Earth have fashioned forth for power and might. Thou seatest thee as first among thy peers in place, for thy soul longs for Soma juice.

ā vṛṣasva purūvaso sutasyendrāndhasaḥ vidmā hi tvā harivaḥ pṛtsu sāsahim adhṛṣṭaṃ cid dadhṛṣvaṇim

Fill thyself full, O Lord of wealth, O Indra, with the juice we shed. We know thee, Lord of Bay Steeds victor in the fight, vanquishing e'en the invincible.

sanema vājaṃ tava śiprinn avasā makṣū cid yanto adrivaḥ

Changeless in truth, O Maghavan Indra, let it be as thou in wisdom willest it. May we, O fair of check, win booty with thine aid, O Thunderer, swiftly seeking it.

śagdhy ū ṣu śacīpata indra viśvābhir ūtibhiḥ bhagaṃ na hi tvā yaśasaṃ vasuvidam anu śūra carāmasi

Indra, with all thy saving helps give us assistance, Lord of power. For after thee we follow even as glorious bliss, thee, Hero, finder-out of wealth.

pauro aśvasya purukṛd gavām asy utso deva hiraṇyayaḥ nakir hi dānam parimardhiṣat tve yad yad yāmi tad ā bhara

Increaser of our steeds and multiplying kine, a golden well, O God, art thou, For no one may impair the gifts laid up in thee. Bring me whatever thing I ask.

tvaṃ hy ehi cerave vidā bhagaṃ vasuttaye ud vāvṛṣasva maghavan gaviṣṭaya ud indrāśvamiṣṭaye

For thou,-come to the worshipper!-wilt find great wealth to make us rich. Fill thyself full, O Maghavan, for gain of kine, full, Indra, for the gain of steeds.

tvam purū sahasrāṇi śatāni ca yūthā dānāya maṃhase ā purandaraṃ cakṛma vipravacasa indraṃ gāyanto 'vase

Thou as thy gift bestowest many hundred herds, yea, many thousands dost thou give. With singers' hymns have we brought the Fort-render near, singing to Indra for his grace.

avipro vā yad avidhad vipro vendra te vacaḥ sa pra mamandat tvāyā śatakrato prācāmanyo ahaṃsana

Whether the simple or the sage, Indra, have offered praise to thee, He Satakratu! by his love hath gladdened thee, ambitious! ever pressing on!

ugrabāhur mrakṣakṛtvā purandaro yadi me śṛṇavaddhavam vasūyavo vasupatiṃ śatakratuṃ stomair indraṃ havāmahe

If he the Strong of arm, the breaker-down of forts, the great Destroyer, hear my call, We, seeking riches cry to Indra, Lord of wealth, to Satakratu with our lauds.

na pāpāso manāmahe nārāyāso na jaﾱhavaḥ yad in nv indraṃ vṛṣaṇaṃ sacā sute sakhāyaṃ kṛṇavāmahai

We count not then as sinners, nor as niggardly or foolish men, When with the Soma juice which we have shed we make Indra, the Mighty One, our Friend.

ugraṃ yuyujma pṛtanāsu sāsahim ṛṇakātim adābhyam vedā bhṛmaṃ cit sanitā rathītamo vājinaṃ yam id ū naśat

Him have we yoked in fight, the powerful Conqueror, debt-claimer, not to be deceived. Best charioteer, the Victor marks each fault, he knows the strong to whom he will come near.

yata indra bhayāmahe tato no abhayaṃ kṛdhi maghavañchagdhi tava tan na ūtibhir vi dviṣo vi mṛdho jahi

Indra, give us security from that whereof we are afraid. Help us, O Maghavan, let thy succour give us this: drive away foes and enemies.

tvaṃ hi rādhaspate rādhaso mahaḥ kṣayasyāsi vidhataḥ taṃ tvā vayam maghavann indra girvaṇaḥ sutāvanto havāmahe

For thou, O liberal Lord of bounty, strengthenest his ample home who worships thee. So Indra, Maghavan, thou Lover of the Song, we with pressed Soma call on thee,

indra spaﾱ uta vṛtrahā paraspā no vareṇyaḥ sa no rakṣiṣac caramaṃ sa madhyamaṃ sa paścāt pātu naḥ puraḥ

Indra is Vritra-slayer, guard, our best defender from the foe. May he preserve our last and middlemost, and keep watch from behind us and before.

tvaṃ naḥ paścād adharād uttarāt pura indra ni pāhi viśvataḥ āre asmat kṛṇuhi daivyam bhayam āre hetīr adevīḥ

Defend us from behind, below, above, in front, on all sides, Indra, shield us well. Keep far away from us the terror sent from heaven: keep impious weapons far away.

adyādyā śvaḥ śva indra trāsva pare ca naḥ viśvā ca no jaritṝn satpate ahā divā naktaṃ ca rakṣiṣaḥ

Protect us, Indra, each to-day, each morrow, and each following day. Our singers, through all days, shalt thou, Lord of the brave, keep safely both by day and night.

prabhaṅgī śūro maghavā tuvīmaghaḥ sammiślo vīryāya kam ubhā te bāhū vṛṣaṇā śatakrato ni yā vajram mimikṣatuḥ

A crushing Warrior, passing rich is Maghavan, endowed with all heroic might. Thine arms, O Satakratu, are exceeding strong, arms which have grasped the thunderbolt.