Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.11

9.11.1

उपा॑स्मै गायता नरः॒ पव॑माना॒येन्द॑वे ।
अ॒भि दे॒वाँ इय॑क्षते ॥

O men, sing for this purifying, flowing Soma; he desires to honor the gods.

अ॒भि ते॒ मधु॑ना॒ पयोऽथ॑र्वाणो अशिश्रयुः ।
दे॒वं दे॒वाय॑ देव॒यु ॥

With honey and milk the Atharvans have resorted to you; desiring the gods, they offered the god to the god.

स नः॑ पवस्व॒ शं गवे॒ शं जना॑य॒ शमर्व॑ते ।
शं रा॑ज॒न्नोष॑धीभ्यः ॥

Flow for us; may there be well-being for the cow, well-being for the people, well-being for the horse. O king, well-being for the herbs.

ब॒भ्रवे॒ नु स्वत॑वसे अरु॒णाय॑ दिवि॒स्पृशे॑ ।
सोमा॑य गा॒थम॑र्चत ॥

Now, for the bright, self-strong, reddish sky-touching Soma, offer a hymn of praise.

हस्त॑च्युतेभि॒रद्रि॑भिः सु॒तं सोमं॑ पुनीतन ।
मधा॒वा धा॑वता॒ मधु॑ ॥

Purify the Soma pressed out with stones that slipped from the hand; rush into the sweetness, flow toward the honey.

नम॒सेदुप॑ सीदत द॒ध्नेद॒भि श्री॑णीतन ।
इन्दु॒मिन्द्रे॑ दधातन ॥

Sit down near with homage; mix with curds and approach the Soma. Place the Soma in Indra.

अ॒मि॒त्र॒हा विच॑र्षणिः॒ पव॑स्व सोम॒ शं गवे॑ ।
दे॒वेभ्यो॑ अनुकाम॒कृत् ॥

O Soma, destroyer of enemies, all-seeing, purify yourself and flow for the welfare of the cows, becoming the fulfiller of the gods' desires.

इन्द्रा॑य सोम॒ पात॑वे॒ मदा॑य॒ परि॑ षिच्यसे ।
म॒न॒श्चिन्मन॑स॒स्पतिः॑ ॥

O Soma, you are poured out all around for Indra to drink, for exhilaration; you are indeed the essence of the mind, the lord of the mind.

पव॑मान सु॒वीर्यं॑ र॒यिं सो॑म रिरीहि नः ।
इन्द॒विन्द्रे॑ण नो यु॒जा ॥

O purifying Soma, grant us wealth with heroic offspring; O drop, O bright one, come to us as companion of Indra, as our yoke-mate.