Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.27

9.27.1

ए॒ष क॒विर॒भिष्टु॑तः प॒वित्रे॒ अधि॑ तोशते ।
पु॒ना॒नो घ्नन्नप॒ स्रिधः॑ ॥

This seer, lauded, surges up upon the filter, purifying himself as he strikes down and drives away the hostile foes.

ए॒ष इन्द्रा॑य वा॒यवे॑ स्व॒र्जित्परि॑ षिच्यते ।
प॒वित्रे॑ दक्ष॒साध॑नः ॥

This Soma, winner of heaven's light and accomplisher of strength, is poured around in the filter for Indra and Vayu.

ए॒ष नृभि॒र्वि नी॑यते दि॒वो मू॒र्धा वृषा॑ सु॒तः ।
सोमो॒ वने॑षु विश्व॒वित् ॥

This Soma is led forth by men; the head of heaven, the virile one, the pressed Soma, is all-knowing among the forests.

ए॒ष ग॒व्युर॑चिक्रद॒त्पव॑मानो हिरण्य॒युः ।
इन्दुः॑ सत्रा॒जिदस्तृ॑तः ॥

This Soma, desiring cattle, roared; purifying himself, desiring gold, the bright drop, conqueror of contests, is unhurt.

ए॒ष सूर्ये॑ण हासते॒ पव॑मानो॒ अधि॒ द्यवि॑ ।
प॒वित्रे॑ मत्स॒रो मदः॑ ॥

This Soma laughs with the sun; purifying himself upon the sky, in the filter, he is the gladdening, intoxicating delight.

ए॒ष शु॒ष्म्य॑सिष्यदद॒न्तरि॑क्षे॒ वृषा॒ हरिः॑ ।
पु॒ना॒न इन्दु॒रिन्द्र॒मा ॥

This mighty, virile, tawny Soma hastened through the atmosphere; purifying himself, the bright drop reaches toward Indra.