Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.104

9.104.1

सखा॑य॒ आ नि षी॑दत पुना॒नाय॒ प्र गा॑यत ।
शिशुं॒ न य॒ज्ञैः परि॑ भूषत श्रि॒ये ॥

Friends, sit down here and sing forth for the Purifier Soma. Adorn him with the sacrifices, as one adorns a child, for splendor.

समी॑ व॒त्सं न मा॒तृभिः॑ सृ॒जता॑ गय॒साध॑नम् ।
दे॒वा॒व्यं॑ मद॑म॒भि द्विश॑वसम् ॥

Together with the mothers, as a calf, pour forth the cattle-and-horse-bringing, god-loving, twice-mighty exhilaration.

पु॒नाता॑ दक्ष॒साध॑नं॒ यथा॒ शर्धा॑य वी॒तये॑ ।
यथा॑ मि॒त्राय॒ वरु॑णाय॒ शंत॑मः ॥

Purify the strength-accomplishing Soma, so that for battle and for winning, for Mitra and for Varuṇa, he may be most gracious.

अ॒स्मभ्यं॑ त्वा वसु॒विद॑म॒भि वाणी॑रनूषत ।
गोभि॑ष्टे॒ वर्ण॑म॒भि वा॑सयामसि ॥

For us the hymns have praised you, finder of wealth; with the cows (rays) we cover your lustre.

स नो॑ मदानां पत॒ इन्दो॑ दे॒वप्स॑रा असि ।
सखे॑व॒ सख्ये॑ गातु॒वित्त॑मो भव ॥

You, lord of our exhilarations, O Indu, are the god-nymph. As a friend for a friend, become the best knower of the path.

सने॑मि कृ॒ध्य॑स्म~दा र॒क्षसं॒ कं चि॑द॒त्रिण॑म् ।
अपादे॑वं द्व॒युमंहो॑ युयोधि नः ॥

Make him well-wheeled. Drive away from us any devouring demon; drive far from us the godless, the double-dealer, and sin.