Book 4: Hymn 32: A hymn to Manyu

1He who hath reverenced thee, Manyu, destructive bolt! breeds. for himself forthwith all conquering energy. Arya and Dāsa will we conquer with thine aid, with thee the conqueror, with conquest conquest-sped. 2Manyu was Indra, yea, the God was Manyu; Manyu was Hotar Varuna, Jātavedas. The tribes of human lineage worship Manyu. Accordant, with thy fervour, Manyu! guard us. 3Come hither, Manyu, mightier than the mighty: smite, with thy fervour, for ally, our foemen. Slayer of foes, of Vritra, and of Dasyu, bring thou to us all kinds of wealth and treasure. 4For thou art, Manyu, of surpassing vigour, fierce, queller of the foe, and self-existent, Shared by all men, victorious, subduer: vouchsafe to us superior strength in battles. 5I have departed still without a portion, wise God! according to thy will, the mighty. I, feeble man, was wroth with thee, O Manyu. Come in thy proper form and give us vigour. 6Come hither, I am all thine own: advancing, turn thou to me, victorious, all-bestowing. p. a142 Come to me, Manyu, wielder of the thunder: bethink thee of thy friend, and slay the Dasyus. 7Approach, and on our right hand hold thy station, then let us slay a multitude of foemen. The best of meath I offer to support thee: may we be first to drink thereof in quiet.