Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.30

9.30.1

प्र धारा॑ अस्य शु॒ष्मिणो॒ वृथा॑ प॒वित्रे॑ अक्षरन् ।
पु॒ना॒नो वाच॑मिष्यति ॥

His mighty streams do not flow in vain through the filter; purifying himself, Soma impels speech.

इन्दु॑र्हिया॒नः सो॒तृभि॑र्मृ॒ज्यमा॑नः॒ कनि॑क्रदत् ।
इय॑र्ति व॒ग्नुमि॑न्द्रि॒यम् ॥

Soma, swiftly moving and cleansed by the pressers, roars; he sends forth his stream and his strength.

आ नः॒ शुष्मं॑ नृ॒षाह्यं॑ वी॒रव॑न्तं पुरु॒स्पृह॑म् ।
पव॑स्व सोम॒ धार॑या ॥

Bring us strength that brings men victory, rich in heroes and fulfilling many desires; flow on, O Soma, with your stream.

प्र सोमो॒ अति॒ धार॑या॒ पव॑मानो असिष्यदत् ।
अ॒भि द्रोणा॑न्या॒सद॑म् ॥

Soma flows forth with his stream, purifying himself, and goes toward the wooden vats and the seat.

अ॒प्सु त्वा॒ मधु॑मत्तमं॒ हरिं॑ हिन्व॒न्त्यद्रि॑भिः ।
इन्द॒विन्द्रा॑य पी॒तये॑ ॥

In the waters they press you, sweetest of the honeyed, with stones, O drop of Soma, for Indra to drink.

सु॒नोता॒ मधु॑मत्तमं॒ सोम॒मिन्द्रा॑य व॒ज्रिणे॑ ।
चारुं॒ शर्धा॑य मत्स॒रम् ॥

Press out the sweetest soma for Indra, wielder of the thunderbolt; for strength, the lovely, exhilarating Soma.