Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.1

9.1.1

स्वादि॑ष्ठया॒ मदि॑ष्ठया॒ पव॑स्व सोम॒ धार॑या ।
इन्द्रा॑य॒ पात॑वे सु॒तः ॥

Flow with your sweetest, most exhilarating stream, O Soma; you have been pressed for Indra to drink.

र॒क्षो॒हा वि॒श्वच॑र्षणिर॒भि योनि॒मयो॑हतम् ।
द्रुणा॑ स॒धस्थ॒मास॑दत् ॥

The demon-slayer, all-seeing Soma, goes toward the iron-cased vessel and sits down in the place of the wooden one.

व॒रि॒वो॒धात॑मो भव॒ मंहि॑ष्ठो वृत्र॒हन्त॑मः ।
पर्षि॒ राधो॑ म॒घोना॑म् ॥

Become the greatest giver of wealth, the mightiest and the greatest slayer of Vṛtra; bring the gift of the bountiful ones.

अ॒भ्य॑र्ष म॒हानां॑ दे॒वानां॑ वी॒तिमन्ध॑सा ।
अ॒भि वाज॑मु॒त श्रवः॑ ॥

Rush toward the flow of the great gods with sweet juice; go toward strength and also toward fame.

त्वामच्छा॑ चरामसि॒ तदिदर्थं॑ दि॒वेदि॑वे ।
इन्दो॒ त्वे न॑ आ॒शसः॑ ॥

We approach you, day after day, for that very purpose; O Indu, in you lie our desires.

पु॒नाति॑ ते परि॒स्रुतं॒ सोमं॒ सूर्य॑स्य दुहि॒ता ।
वारे॑ण॒ शश्व॑ता॒ तना॑ ॥

The daughter of the sun purifies your filtered Soma with the unceasing thread of the sieve.

तमी॒मण्वीः॑ सम॒र्य~आ गृ॒भ्णन्ति॒ योष॑णो॒ दश॑ ।
स्वसा॑रः॒ पार्ये॑ दि॒वि ॥

The ten fine-limbed water-women seize that Soma in the race of purification; they are sisters on the far shore of heaven.

तमी॑ं हिन्वन्त्य॒ग्रुवो॒ धम॑न्ति बाकु॒रं दृति॑म् ।
त्रि॒धातु॑ वार॒णं मधु॑ ॥

The untiring streams urge that Soma on and blow through the bright flow of the bowl; threefold-nourished, it is that sweet flood.

अ॒भी॑ममघ्न्या॑ उ॒त श्री॒णन्ति॑ धे॒नवः॒ शिशु॑म् ।
सोम॒मिन्द्रा॑य॒ पात॑वे ॥

The unslain cows also nurse this calf, Soma, for Indra to drink.

अ॒स्येदिन्द्रो॒ मदे॒ष्वा विश्वा॑ वृ॒त्राणि॑ जिघ्नते ।
शूरो॑ म॒घा च॑ मंहते ॥

In the exhilarations of this one Indra strikes down every obstacle; the hero also honors and exalts the riches.