Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.44

9.44.1

प्र ण॑ इन्दो म॒हे तन॑ ऊ॒र्मिं न बिभ्र॑दर्षसि ।
अ॒भि दे॒वाँ अ॒यास्यः॑ ॥

O Soma, for our great flow you course forward like a wave, and like Ayāsya you press on toward the gods.

म॒ती जु॒ष्टो धि॒या हि॒तः सोमो॑ हिन्वे परा॒वति॑ ।
विप्र॑स्य॒ धार॑या क॒विः ॥

Pleased by hymns and set firm by thought, Soma is impelled even from afar; by the flow of the inspired seer he runs as the poet.

अ॒यं दे॒वेषु॒ जागृ॑विः सु॒त ए॑ति प॒वित्र॒ आ ।
सोमो॑ याति॒ विच॑र्षणिः ॥

This wakeful Soma, pressed among the gods, comes into the sacred filter; the all-seeing Soma goes onward.

स नः॑ पवस्व वाज॒युश्च॑क्रा॒णश्चारु॑मध्व॒रम् ।
ब॒र्हिष्माँ॒ आ वि॑वासति ॥

May he flow for us, seeking strength, making a fair sacrifice; he who has the sacred grass wishes to come.

स नो॒ भगा॑य वा॒यवे॒ विप्र॑वीरः स॒दावृ॑धः ।
सोमो॑ दे॒वेष्वा य॑मत् ॥

For Bhaga and for Vāyu, may Soma, who has inspired seers as his heroes and ever strengthens, hold us among the gods.

स नो॑ अ॒द्य वसु॑त्तये क्रतु॒विद्गा॑तु॒वित्त॑मः ।
वाजं॑ जेषि॒ श्रवो॑ बृ॒हत् ॥

Today, for winning wealth for us, may he who knows the sacrificial act and knows the paths best; you win strength and great fame.