Ṛgveda · Sūkta 8.98

8.98.1

इन्द्रा॑य॒ साम॑ गायत॒ विप्रा॑य बृह॒ते बृ॒हत् ।
ध॒र्म॒कृते॑ विप॒श्चिते॑ पन॒स्यवे॑ ॥

Sing a sāman for Indra, for the inspired seer, the great and mighty one, for the upholder of order, the wise and far-seeing, the praiseworthy.

त्वमि॑न्द्राभि॒भूर॑सि॒ त्वं सूर्य॑मरोचयः ।
वि॒श्वक॑र्मा वि॒श्वदे॑वो म॒हाँ अ॑सि ॥

You, Indra, are the overpowerer; you made the sun shine. You are the maker of all works, the god of all, and you are great.

वि॒भ्राज॒ञ्ज्योति॑षा॒ स्व॑रग॑च्छो रोच॒नं दि॒वः ।
दे॒वास्त॑ इन्द्र स॒ख्याय॑ येमिरे ॥

Shining with light, you went to heaven, to the brilliance of the sky. Indra, for friendship the gods have held fast to you.

एन्द्र॑ नो गधि प्रि॒यः स॑त्रा॒जिदगो॑ह्यः ।
गि॒रिर्न वि॒श्वत॑स्पृ॒थुः पति॑र्दि॒वः ॥

Come to us, Indra, dear one, winner of the battle-prize, unchallenged, like a mountain, broad on every side, lord of heaven.

अ॒भि हि स॑त्य सोमपा उ॒भे ब॒भूथ॒ रोद॑सी ।
इन्द्रासि॑ सुन्व॒तो वृ॒धः पति॑र्दि॒वः ॥

Indeed, true soma-drinker, you became both heaven and earth. Indra, you are the increaser of the presser, the lord of heaven.

त्वं हि शश्व॑तीना॒मिन्द्र॑ द॒र्ता पु॒रामसि॑ ।
ह॒न्ता दस्यो॒र्मनो॑र्वृ॒धः पति॑र्दि॒वः ॥

You indeed are the breaker of the forts of the ever-young, Indra; slayer of the dasyu, increaser of Manu, lord of heaven.

अधा॒ ही॑न्द्र गिर्वण॒ उप॑ त्वा॒ कामा॑न्म॒हः स॑सृ॒ज्महे॑ ।
उ॒देव॒ यन्त॑ उ॒दभिः॑ ॥

Now, O Indra, lord of songs, we send great desires toward you, like rivers flowing with their waters.

वार्ण त्वा॑ य॒व्याभि॒र्वर्ध॑न्ति शूर॒ ब्रह्मा॑णि ।
वा॒वृ॒ध्वांसं॑ चिदद्रिवो दि॒वेदि॑वे ॥

O hero, as a river is swelled, young hymns increase you, O wielder of the thunderbolt, you who grow stronger day after day.

यु॒ञ्जन्ति॒ हरी॑ इषि॒रस्य॒ गाथ॑यो॒रौ रथ॑ उ॒रुयु॑गे ।
इ॒न्द्र॒वाहा॑ वचो॒युजा॑ ॥

With the chant of Iṣira they yoke the two tawny horses to the broad chariot, to the chariot of the broad yoke, bearing Indra, yoked by speech.

त्वं न॑ इ॒न्द्रा भ॑रँ॒ ओजो॑ नृ॒म्णं श॑तक्रतो विचर्षणे ।
आ वी॒रं पृ॑तना॒षह॑म् ॥

You, O Indra, bring us strength and manly vigor, O you of a hundred powers, O far-seeing one. Bring the hero who overcomes the battle-hosts.

त्वं हि नः॑ पि॒ता व॑सो॒ त्वं मा॒ता श॑तक्रतो ब॒भूवि॑थ ।
अधा॑ ते सु॒म्नमी॑महे ॥

You are our father, O bestower of wealth; you have also become our mother, O you of a hundred powers. Therefore we seek your favor.

त्वां शु॑ष्मिन्पुरुहूत वाज॒यन्त॒मुप॑ ब्रुवे शतक्रतो ।
स नो॑ रास्व सु॒वीर्य॑म् ॥

To you, O mighty one, much-invoked, O you of a hundred powers, seeking strength, I call. May he grant us good heroism.