Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.91
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9.91.1
अस॑र्जि॒ वक्वा॒ रथ्ये॒ यथा॒जौ धि॒या म॒नोता॑ प्रथ॒मो म॑नी॒षी ।
दश॒ स्वसा॑रो॒ अधि॒ सानो॒ अव्येऽज॑न्ति॒ वह्निं॒ सद॑ना॒न्यच्छ॑ ॥
Soma, the eloquent one, was let loose like a chariot in the race; the first sage guided him with thought. The ten sisters urge the bearer of fire through the fleece toward his seats.
9.91.2
वी॒ती जन॑स्य दि॒व्यस्य॑ क॒व्यैरधि॑ सुवा॒नो न॑हु॒ष्ये॑भि॒रिन्दुः॑ ।
प्र यो नृभि॑र॒मृतो॒ मर्त्ये॑भिर्मर्मृजा॒नोऽवि॑भि॒र्गोभि॑र॒द्भिः ॥
Along the divine path of the people, with poetic hymns, Soma is pressed out; the immortal one purifies himself with the men and mortals, with the sheep, the cows, and the waters.
9.91.3
वृषा॒ वृष्णे॒ रोरु॑वद॒ंशुर॑स्मै॒ पव॑मानो॒ रुश॑दीर्ते॒ पयो॒ गोः ।
स॒हस्र॒मृक्वा॑ प॒थिभि॑र्वचो॒विद॑ध्व॒स्मभिः॒ सूरो॒ अण्वं॒ वि या॑ति ॥
Soma the bull roars for him; the flowing stream, purified, pours out the cow's milk. By a thousand paths, as the seer who knows speech, the sun passes on, parting the wave.
9.91.4
रु॒जा दृ॒ळ्हा चि॑द्र॒क्षसः॒ सदां॑सि पुना॒न इ॑न्द ऊर्णुहि॒ वि वाजा॑न् ।
वृ॒श्चोपरि॑ष्टात्तुज॒ता व॒धेन॒ ये अन्ति॑ दू॒रादु॑पना॒यमे॑षाम् ॥
O Indu, break even the firm seats of the demons, and as you cleanse yourself, open up the riches of strength. From above, drive them off with a blow—those near at hand and those coming from afar—from their place.
9.91.5
स प्र॑त्न॒वन्नव्य॑से विश्ववार सू॒क्ताय॑ प॒थः कृ॑णुहि॒ प्राचः॑ ।
ये दुः॒षहा॑सो व॒नुषा॑ बृ॒हन्त॒स्तांस्ते॑ अश्याम पुरुकृत्पुरुक्षो ॥
As of old, for the new, O hero of all, prepare the paths forward for the hymn. May we obtain those who are hard to overcome and great in strength—O maker of many deeds, O many-formed one.
9.91.6
ए॒वा पु॑ना॒नो अ॒पः स्व॑र्गा अ॒स्मभ्यं॑ तो॒का तन॑यानि॒ भूरि॑ ।
शं नः॒ क्षेत्र॑मु॒रु ज्योतीं॑षि सोम॒ ज्योङ्नः॒ सूर्यं॑ दृ॒शये॑ रिरीहि ॥
Thus purifying yourself, grant us heavenly light and cows, many offspring and sons. Make our field prosperous, give us wide lights; O Soma, bestow the sun upon us unbroken, that we may see.