Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.20

9.20.1

प्र क॒विर्दे॒ववी॑त॒येऽव्यो॒ वारे॑भिरर्षति ।
सा॒ह्वान्विश्वा॑ अ॒भि स्पृधः॑ ॥

The poet flows forth through the filtering streams, for the favor of the gods, overcoming all rivals.

स हि ष्मा॑ जरि॒तृभ्य॒~आ वाजं॒ गोम॑न्त॒मिन्व॑ति ।
पव॑मानः सह॒स्रिण॑म् ॥

Indeed he sends forth to the singers strength rich in cattle and a thousandfold wealth, purifying himself.

परि॒ विश्वा॑नि॒ चेत॑सा मृ॒शसे॒ पव॑से म॒ती ।
स नः॑ सोम॒ श्रवो॑ विदः ॥

With your insight you look over all things; you flow purified by thought. O Soma, may you win fame for us.

अ॒भ्य॑र्ष बृ॒हद्यशो॑ म॒घव॑द्भ्यो ध्रु॒वं र॒यिम् ।
इषं॑ स्तो॒तृभ्य॒ आ भ॑र ॥

O Soma, pour great glory toward us; give steady wealth to the generous; bring nourishment here for the singers.

त्वं राजे॑व सुव्र॒तो गिरः॑ सो॒मा वि॑वेशिथ ।
पु॒ना॒नो व॑ह्ने अद्भुत ॥

Like a king of faithful vows, you have entered the songs. O Soma, O bearer of offerings, O wondrous one, purifying yourself.

स वह्नि॑र॒प्सु दु॒ष्टरो॑ मृ॒ज्यमा॑नो॒ गभ॑स्त्योः ।
सोम॑श्च॒मूषु॑ सीदति ॥

That bearer of offerings is in the waters, hard to cross, cleansed by the hands. Soma settles into the cups.

क्री॒ळुर्म॒खो न मं॑ह॒युः प॒वित्रं॑ सोम गच्छसि ।
दध॑त्स्तो॒त्रे सु॒वीर्य॑म् ॥

Playful and exulting like a sacrifice, O Soma, you go to the filter, bestowing excellent strength on the praiser.