Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 11

RV 1 11.1

इन्द्रꣳ विश्वा अवीवृधन् समुद्रव्यचसꣳ गिरः । रथीतमꣳ रथीनाꣳ वाजानाꣳ सत्पतिम् पतिम्

indraṁ viśvā avīvṛdhan samudravyacasaṁ giraḥ | rathītamaṁ rathīnāṁ vājānāṁ satpatim patim

All the songs have strengthened Indra, who is as wide as the sea, best charioteer of charioteers, the true lord and master of prizes.

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RV 1 11.2

सख्ये त इन्द्र वाजिनो मा भेम शवसस् पते । त्वाम् अभि प्र णोनुमो जेतारम् अपराजितम्

sakhye ta indra vājino mā bhema śavasas pate | tvām abhi pra ṇonumo jetāram aparājitam

In your friendship, Indra, we who win prizes would not fear, O lord of might; we shout out toward you, the conqueror, the unconquered.

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RV 1 11.3

पूर्वीर् इन्द्रस्य रातयो न वि दस्यन्त्य् ऊतयः । यदी वाजस्य गोमतः स्तोतृभ्यो मꣳहते मघम्

pūrvīr indrasya rātayo na vi dasyanty ūtayaḥ | yadī vājasya gomataḥ stotṛbhyo maṁhate magham

Many are Indra's gifts, his aids do not fail, when he grants to the praisers the bounty of a prize rich in cattle.

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RV 1 11.4

पुराम् भिन्दुर् युवा कविर् अमितौजा अजायत । इन्द्रो विश्वस्य कर्मणो धर्ता वज्री पुरुष्टुतः

purām bhindur yuvā kavir amitaujā ajāyata | indro viśvasya karmaṇo dhartā vajrī puruṣṭutaḥ

The breaker of strongholds was born young, a poet of measureless power, Indra, the upholder of every deed, the mace-bearer, much-praised.

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RV 1 11.5

त्वꣳ वलस्य गोमतो ऽपावर् अद्रिवो बिलम् । त्वाꣳ देवा अबिभ्युषस् तुज्यमानास आविषुः

tvaṁ valasya gomato 'pāvar adrivo bilam | tvāṁ devā abibhyuṣas tujyamānāsa āviṣuḥ

You opened up the cave of Vala rich in cattle, O wielder of the stone; the gods, being without fear, urged on, came to you for help.

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RV 1 11.6

तवाहꣳ शूर रातिभिः प्रत्य् आयꣳ सिन्धुम् आवदन् । उपातिष्ठन्त गिर्वणो विदुष् टे तस्य कारवः

tavāhaṁ śūra rātibhiḥ praty āyaṁ sindhum āvadan | upātiṣṭhanta girvaṇo viduṣ ṭe tasya kāravaḥ

With your gifts, O hero, I came back, speaking to the river; they took their stand near (you), O lover of songs — the singers know that of yours.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

RV 1 11.7

मायाभिर् इन्द्र मायिनꣳ त्वꣳ शुष्णम् अवातिरः । विदुष् टे तस्य मेधिरास् तेषाꣳ श्रवाꣳस्य् उत् तिर

māyābhir indra māyinaṁ tvaṁ śuṣṇam avātiraḥ | viduṣ ṭe tasya medhirās teṣāṁ śravāṁsy ut tira

With your wiles, Indra, you brought down the wily Śuṣṇa; the wise know that of yours — raise up their renown.

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RV 1 11.8

इन्द्रम् ईशानम् ओजसाभि स्तोमा अनूषत । सहस्रꣳ यस्य रातय उत वा सन्ति भूयसीः

indram īśānam ojasābhi stomā anūṣata | sahasraṁ yasya rātaya uta vā santi bhūyasīḥ

The praises have shouted toward Indra, who rules with power, whose gifts are a thousand, or even more than that.

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