Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.53

9.53.1

उत्ते॒ शुष्मा॑सो अस्थुः॒ रक्षो॑ भि॒न्दन्तो॑ अद्रिवः ।
नु॒दस्व॒ याः प॑रि॒स्पृधः॑ ॥

O Soma, lord of the stone, your mighty warriors have risen, smashing the demons. Drive away those who rise against you from every side.

अ॒या नि॑ज॒घ्निरोज॑सा रथसं॒गे धने॑ हि॒ते ।
स्तवा॒ अबि॑भ्युषा हृ॒दा ॥

Thus striking down, with strength, in the clash of chariots, in the wealth set at stake, I praise you with a fearless heart.

अस्य॑ व्र॒तानि॒ नाधृषे॒ पव॑मानस्य दू॒ढ्या॑ ।
रु॒ज यस्त्वा॑ पृत॒न्यति॑ ॥

The vows of this purifying Soma cannot be overcome. O Soma, whoever attacks you, smash him with your power.

तं हि॑न्वन्ति मद॒च्युतं॒ हरिं॑ न॒दीषु॑ वा॒जिन॑म् ।
इन्दु॒मिन्द्रा॑य मत्स॒रम् ॥

They press that exhilarating, tawny, swift Soma in the rivers, the delightful drop of Soma for Indra.