Rig Veda
sa pūrvyo mahānāṃ venaḥ kratubhir ānaje yasya dvārā manuṣ pitā deveṣu dhiya ānaje
With powers of Mighty Ones hath he, Ancient, Beloved, been equipped, Through whom the Father Manu made prayers efficacious with the Gods.
divo mānaṃ not sadan somapṛṣṭhāso adrayaḥ ukthā brahma ca śaṃsyā
Him, Maker of the sky, let stones wet with the Soma ne'er forsake, Nor hymns and prayer that must be said.
sa vidvāṁ aṅgirobhya indro gā avṛṇod apa stuṣe tad asya pauṃsyam
Indra who knew full well disclosed the kine to the Angirases. This his great deed must be extolled.
sa pratnathā kavivṛdha indro vākasya vakṣaṇiḥ śivo arkasya homany asmatrā gantv avase
Indra, promoter of the song, the sage's Strengthener as of old, Shall come to bless and succour us at presentation of this laud.
ād ū nu te anu kratuṃ svāhā varasya yajyavaḥ śvātram arkā anūṣatendra gotrasya dāvane
Now after their desire's intent the pious singers with the cry Of Hail! have sung loud hymns to thee, Indra, to gain a stall of kine.
indre viśvāni vīryā kṛtāni kartvāni ca yam arkā adhvaraṃ viduḥ
With Indra rest all deeds of might, deeds done and yet to be performed, Whom singers know devoid of guile.
yat pāñcajanyayā viśendre ghoṣā asṛkṣata astṛṇād barhaṇā vipo 'ryo mānasya sa kṣayaḥ
When the Five Tribes with all their men to Indra have sent out their voice, And when the priest hath strewn much grass, this is the Friend's own dwelling place.
iyam u te anuṣṭutiś cakṛṣe tāni pauṃsyā prāvaś cakrasya vartanim
This praise is verily thine own: thou hast performed these manly deeds, And sped the wheel upon its way.
asya vṛṣṇo vyodana uru kramiṣṭa jīvase yavaṃ na paśva ā dade
At the o'er flowing of this Steer, boldly he strode for life, and took Soma as cattle take their corn.
tad dadhānā avasyavo yuṣmābhir dakṣapitaraḥ syāma marutvato vṛdhe
Receiving this and craving help, we, who with you are Daksha's sons, Would fain exalt the Maruts' Lord.
baﾱ ṛtviyāya dhāmna ṛkvabhiḥ śūra nonumaḥ jeṣāmendra tvayā yujā
Yea, Hero, with the singers we sing.to the duly-coming Band. Allied with thee may we prevail.
asme rudrā mehanā parvatāso vṛtrahatye bharahūtau sajoṣāḥ yaḥ śaṃsate stuvate dhāyi pajra indrajyeṣṭhā asmāṁ avantu devāḥ
With us are raining Rudras, clouds accordant in call to battle, at the death of Vritra, The strong assigned to him who sings and praises. May Gods with Indra at their head protect us.