Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.52

9.52.1

परि॑ द्यु॒क्षः स॒नद्र॑यि॒र्भर॒द्वाजं॑ नो॒ अन्ध॑सा ।
सु॒वा॒नो अ॑र्ष प॒वित्र॒ आ ॥

Bright-shining Soma, giver of wealth, may you bring us strength along with the sap; pressed out, flow forth into the filter.

तव॑ प्र॒त्नेभि॒रध्व॑भि॒रव्यो॒ वारे॒ परि॑ प्रि॒यो ।
स॒हस्र॑धारो या॒त्तना॑ ॥

Along your ancient courses, around the wool-filter, may the beloved, thousand-streamed Soma flow.

च॒रुर्न यस्तमी॑ङ्ख॒येन्दो॒ न दान॑मीङ्खय ।
व॒धैर्व॑धस्नवीङ्खय ॥

Stir him like a cooked oblation, O Indu; stir him like a gift, O Indu. Stir him with strokes, O mighty one.

नि शुष्म॑मिन्दवेषां॒ पुरु॑हूत॒ जना॑नाम् ।
यो अ॒स्माँ आ॒दिदे॑शति ॥

Cast down the strength of these peoples, O Indu, much-invoked one, the one who sets himself against us.

श॒तं न॑ इन्द ऊ॒तिभिः॑ स॒हस्रं॑ वा॒ शुची॑नाम् ।
पव॑स्व मंह॒यद्र॑यिः ॥

For us a hundred, O Indu, with protections, or a thousand from the bright ones. Flow onward, O exhilarating one, pressed by stones.