Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.24

9.24.1

प्र सोमा॑सो अधन्विषुः॒ पव॑मानास॒ इन्द॑वः ।
श्री॒णा॒ना अ॒प्सु मृ॑ञ्जत ॥

The bright Soma juices, purifying themselves, rushed forward; they cleanse themselves in the waters.

अ॒भि गावो॑ अधन्विषु॒रापो॒ न प्र॒वता॑ य॒तीः ।
पु॒ना॒ना इन्द्र॑माशत ॥

Like cows they rushed toward Indra; flowing like a stream of waters, being purified, they reached Indra.

प्र प॑वमान धन्वसि॒ सोमेन्द्रा॑य॒ पात॑वे ।
नृभि॑र्य॒तो वि नी॑यसे ॥

O purifying Soma, you flow forward for Indra to drink; drawn by the priests, you are led apart in different directions.

त्वं सो॑म नृ॒माद॑नः॒ पव॑स्व चर्षणी॒सहे॑ ।
सस्नि॒र्यो अ॑नु॒माद्यः॑ ॥

O Soma, you gladden men; purify yourself to win over the hostile hosts. You are the conqueror, by whom all are delighted.

इन्दो॒ यदद्रि॑भिः सु॒तः प॒वित्रं॑ परि॒धाव॑सि ।
अर॒मिन्द्र॑स्य॒ धाम्ने॑ ॥

O Indu, when you are pressed out by the stones, you flow around the filter; you flow well toward the abode of Indra.

पव॑स्व वृत्रहन्तमो॒क्थेभि॑रनु॒माद्यः॑ ।
शुचिः॑ पाव॒को अद्भु॑तो ॥

O slayer of Vṛtra, delighted by the hymns, purify yourself and flow; you are pure, cleansing, and wondrous.

शुचिः॑ पाव॒क उ॑च्यते॒ सोमः॑ सु॒तस्य॒ मध्वः॑ ।
दे॒वा॒वीर॑घशंस॒हा ॥

The pure, purifying Soma, of the pressed sweet drink, is proclaimed; he is the protector of the gods and the destroyer of the evil curse.