Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.19

9.19.1

यत्सो॑म चि॒त्रमु॒क्थ्यं॑ दि॒व्यं पार्थि॑वं॒ वसु॑ ।
तन्नः॑ पुना॒न आ भ॑र ॥

O Soma, purifying yourself, bring to us that wondrous, praiseworthy wealth, both heavenly and earthly.

यु॒वं हि स्थः स्व॑र्पती॒ इन्द्र॑श्च सोम॒ गोप॑ती ।
ई॒शा॒ना पि॑प्यतं॒ धियः॑ ॥

You two are indeed lords of heaven's light, O Soma, and Indra is lord of the cattle. Being mighty, fill our prayers.

वृषा॑ पुना॒न आ॒युषु॑ स्त॒नय॒न्नधि॑ ब॒र्हिषि॑ ।
हरिः॒ सन्योनि॒मास॑दत् ॥

The bull Soma, purifying himself in the filters and thundering, sat down upon the sacred grass in his seat, tawny as he is.

अवा॑वशन्त धी॒तयो॑ वृष॒भस्याधि॒ रेत॑सि ।
सू॒नोर्व॒त्सस्य॑ मा॒तरः॑ ॥

Thoughts exulted over the seed of the bull, as mothers for their son, as mothers for their calf.

कु॒विद्वृ॑ष॒ण्यन्ती॑भ्यः पुना॒नो गर्भ॑मा॒दध॑त् ।
याः शु॒क्रं दु॑ह॒ते पयः॑ ॥

May Soma, purifying himself, surely place an embryo in those cows who desire the bull and who milk out the shining milk.

उप॑ शिक्षापत॒स्थुषो॑ भि॒यस॒मा धे॑हि॒ शत्रु॑षु ।
पव॑मान वि॒दा र॒यिम् ॥

Place fear upon those who stand near us, and place it among our enemies. O purifying Soma, find wealth.

नि शत्रोः॑ सोम॒ वृष्ण्यं॒ नि शुष्मं॒ नि वय॑स्तिर ।
दू॒रे वा॑ स॒तो अन्ति॑ वा ॥

O Soma, bring down the virile power of the enemy, bring down his strength, bring down his vitality. Whether he is far away or near, carry him across.