Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.96
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9.96.1
प्र से॑ना॒नीः शूरो॒ अग्रे॒ रथा॑नां ग॒व्यन्ने॑ति॒ हर्ष॑ते अस्य॒ सेना॑ ।
भ॒द्रान्कृ॒ण्वन्नि॑न्द्रह॒वान्त्सखि॑भ्य॒ आ सोमो॒ वस्त्रा॑ रभ॒सानि॑ दत्ते ॥
Soma, the heroic leader of armies, goes forth at the front of the chariots in search of cows, and his host rejoices. Calling on Indra and making auspicious things for his friends, Soma swiftly takes up his garments.
9.96.2
सम॑स्य॒ हरिं॒ हर॑यो मृजन्ति अश्वह॒यैरनि॑शितं॒ नमो॑भिः ।
आ ति॑ष्ठति॒ रथ॒मिन्द्र॑स्य॒ सखा॑ वि॒द्वाँ ए॑ना सुम॒तिं या॒त्यच्छ॑ ॥
His tawny horses cleanse him together, he who is unwhetted, with homages. Soma, the friend of Indra, takes his stand on the chariot; knowing, he goes forward with this good thought.
9.96.3
स नो॑ देव दे॒वता॑ते पवस्व म॒हे सो॑म॒ प्सर॑स इन्द्र॒पानः॑ ।
कृ॒ण्वन्न॒पो व॒र्षय॒न्द्यामु॒तेमामु॒रोरा नो॑ वरिवस्या पुना॒नः ॥
O god, may you flow for us along the divine path and purify yourself, Soma, drinker of Indra, flowing for greatness. Making the waters, sending rain to sky and earth, from your wide abode bestow wide wealth upon us, purifying yourself.
9.96.4
अजी॑त॒येऽह॑तये पवस्व स्व॒स्तये॑ स॒र्वता॑तये बृह॒ते ।
तदु॑शन्ति॒ विश्व॑ इ॒मे सखा॑य॒स्तद॒हं व॑श्मि पवमान सोम ॥
For the unconquered, for the unslain, flow and purify yourself, Soma, for well-being, for the welfare of all, for the great. This all these friends declare; this same I desire, O flowing Soma.
9.96.5
सोमः॑ पवते जनि॒ता म॑ती॒नां ज॑नि॒ता दि॒वो ज॑नि॒ता पृ॑थि॒व्याः ।
ज॒नि॒ताग्नेर्ज॑नि॒ता सूर्य॑स्य जनि॒तेन्द्र॑स्य जनि॒तोत विष्णोः॑ ॥
Soma flows; he is the begetter of thoughts, the begetter of heaven, the begetter of earth; the begetter of Agni, the begetter of the sun, the begetter of Indra, and the begetter of Viṣṇu.
9.96.6
ब्र॒ह्मा दे॒वानां॑ पद॒वीः क॑वी॒नामृषि॒र्विप्रा॑णां महि॒षो मृ॒गाणा॑म् ।
श्ये॒नो गृध्रा॑णां॒ स्वधि॑ति॒र्वना॑नां॒ सोमः॑ प॒वित्र॒मत्ये॑ति॒ रेभ॑न् ॥
The prayer of the gods, the guide of the poets, the seer of the inspired, the buffalo of the wild beasts, the falcon of the vultures, the axe of the forests — Soma goes beyond the sacred filter, roaring.
9.96.7
प्रावी॑विपद्वा॒च ऊ॒र्मिं न सिन्धु॒र्गिरः॒ सोमः॒ पव॑मानो मनी॒षाः ।
अ॒न्तः पश्य॑न्वृ॒जने॒माव॑राणि॒ आ ति॑ष्ठति वृष॒भो गोषु॑ जा॒नन् ॥
Soma, the purifying one, like a wave of speech and like a river, sends forth songs and inspired thoughts; looking within upon the two worlds, he stands in all the lower and higher places, and the bull, begetting among the cows, is established.
9.96.8
स म॑त्स॒रः पृ॒त्सु व॒न्वन्नवा॑तः स॒हस्र॑रेता अ॒भि वाज॑मर्ष ।
इन्द्रा॑येन्दो॒ पव॑मानो मनी॒षी अं॒शोरू॒र्मिमी॑रय॒ गा इ॑ष॒ण्यन् ॥
May that exhilarating Soma, winning in battles, unobstructed and thousand-streamed, rush toward the prize. O Indu, becoming purifying and inspired for Indra, set the wave in motion and go on winning the cows.
9.96.9
परि॑ प्रि॒यः क॒लशे॑ दे॒ववा॑त॒ इन्द्रा॑य॒ सोमो॒ रण्यो॒ मदा॑य ।
स॒हस्र॑धारः श॒तवा॑ज॒ इन्दु॑र्वा॒जी न सप्तिः॒ सम॑ना जिगाति ॥
That dear Soma, sent forth by the gods, is around the vessel for Indra's delight, delightful; thousand-streamed and hundred-prized, Indu advances like a strong steed, like a mare of one mind.
9.96.10
स पू॒र्व्यो व॑सु॒विज्जाय॑मानो मृजा॒नो अ॒प्सु दु॑दुहा॒नो अद्रौ॑ ।
अ॒भि॒श॒स्ति॒पा भुव॑नस्य॒ राजा॑ वि॒दद्गा॒तुं ब्रह्म॑णे पू॒यमा॑नः ॥
He, the ancient, bringer of wealth, born, cleansed in the waters, pressed out on the stone, protector against reproach, king of the world; being purified, he finds the path for the priest.
9.96.11
त्वया॒ हि नः॑ पि॒तरः॑ सोम॒ पूर्वे॒ कर्मा॑णि च॒क्रुः प॑वमान॒ धीराः॑ ।
व॒न्वन्नवा॑तः परि॒धीँरपो॑र्णु वी॒रेभि॒रश्वै॑र्म॒घवा॑ भवा नः ॥
Through you, O Soma, our forefathers of old performed their deeds; O purifying one, the wise performed their deeds. Winning again and again, open the enclosures; with heroes and with horses, O Soma, be rich in gifts for us.
9.96.12
यथाप॑वथा॒ मन॑वे वयो॒धा अ॑मित्र॒हा व॑रिवो॒विद्ध॒विष्मा॑न् ।
ए॒वा प॑वस्व॒ द्रवि॑णं॒ दधा॑न॒ इन्द्रे॒ सं ति॑ष्ठ ज॒नयायु॑धानि ॥
As you were purified for Manu, life-giving, enemy-slayer, finder of wealth, with oblations, so flow and purify yourself, bearing wealth; stand together in Indra and generate weapons.
9.96.13
पव॑स्व सोम॒ मधु॑माँ ऋ॒तावा॒पो वसा॑नो॒ अधि॒ सानो॒ अव्ये॑ ।
अव॒ द्रोणा॑नि घृ॒तवा॑न्ति सीद म॒दिन्त॑मो मत्स॒र इ॑न्द्र॒पानः॑ ॥
O Soma, sweet and guardian of cosmic order, flow clothed in waters over the wool filter. Sit in the wooden vats full of ghee, most exhilarating Soma, drink of Indra.
9.96.14
वृ॒ष्टिं दि॒वः श॒तधा॑रः पवस्व सहस्र॒सा वा॑ज॒युर्दे॒ववी॑तौ ।
सं सिन्धु॑भिः क॒लशे॑ वावशा॒नः समु॒स्रिया॑भिः प्रति॒रन्न॒ आयुः॑ ॥
Pouring the rain of heaven, hundred-streamed, thousand-winning, eager for prizes, flow in the favor of the gods. Strained in the vat together with the rivers, drive our life onward together with the rivers.
9.96.15
ए॒ष स्य सोमो॑ म॒तिभिः॑ पुना॒नो अत्यो॒ न वा॒जी तर॒तीदरा॑तीः ।
पयो॒ न दु॒ग्धमदि॑तेरिषि॒रमु॒र्वि॑व गा॒तुः सु॒यमो॒ न वोळ्हा॑ ॥
This is that Soma, purified with prayers, crossing over the enemies like a swift racehorse. Nourishing like a stream of milk milked from Aditi, wide like a path, and like a well-guiding bearer.
9.96.16
स्वा॒यु॒धः सो॒तृभिः॑ पू॒यमा॑नो अ॒भ्य॑र्ष॒ गुह्यं॒ चारु॒ नाम॑ ।
अ॒भि वाजं॒ सप्ति॑रिव श्रव॒स्याभि वा॒युम॒भि गा दे॑व सोम ॥
O well-armed Soma, purified by the pressers, flow toward the secret beautiful name. Go toward the prize like a horse, and toward the desired glorious one; go toward Vayu, go toward the cows, O god Soma.
9.96.17
शिशुं॑ जज्ञा॒नं ह॑र्य॒तं मृ॑जन्ति शु॒म्भन्ति॒ वह्निं॑ म॒रुतो॑ ग॒णेन॑ ।
क॒विर्गी॒र्भिः काव्ये॑ना क॒विः सन्त्सोमः॑ प॒वित्र॒मत्ये॑ति॒ रेभ॑न् ॥
The golden one born like an infant is cleansed by people, and adorned with the company of the Maruts. Becoming a poet through songs and verse, the poet Soma passes over the filter, roaring.
9.96.18
ऋषि॑मना॒ य ऋ॑षि॒कृत्स्व॒र्षाः स॒हस्र॑णीथः पद॒वीः क॑वी॒नाम् ।
तृ॒तीयं॒ धाम॑ महि॒षः सिषा॑स॒न्त्सोमो॑ वि॒राज॒मनु॑ राजति॒ ष्टुप् ॥
Possessing a seer's mind, creator of seers, bestower of heavenly light, thousand-guided, the path of poets — desiring to win the third abode, the mighty Soma shines behind the Viraj meter, together with the Stubh meter.
9.96.19
च॒मू॒षच्छ्ये॒नः श॑कु॒नो वि॒भृत्वा॑ गोवि॒न्दुर्द्र॒प्स आयु॑धानि॒ बिभ्र॑त् ।
अ॒पामू॒र्मिं सच॑मानः समु॒द्रं तु॒रीयं॒ धाम॑ महि॒षो वि॑वक्ति ॥
Sitting in the vat, like a winged eagle, seeking the cows and bearing weapons, the drop joins the wave of the waters and goes to the ocean; in the fourth seat the buffalo-like Soma roars.
9.96.20
मर्यो॒ न शु॒भ्रस्त॒न्वं॑ मृजा॒नो अत्यो॒ न सृत्वा॑ स॒नये॒ धना॑नाम् ।
वृषे॑व यू॒था परि॒ कोश॒मर्ष॒न्कनि॑क्रदच्च॒म्वो॑रा वि॑वेश ॥
Bright like a young man, cleansing his body, like a racehorse he runs for the winning of riches; like a bull with the herds he flows around the vat, roaring, and has entered the two vats.
9.96.21
पव॑स्वेन्दो॒ पव॑मानो॒ महो॑भिः॒ कनि॑क्रद॒त्परि॒ वारा॑ण्यर्ष ।
क्रीळ॑ञ्च॒म्वो॑रा वि॑श पू॒यमा॑न॒ इन्द्रं॑ ते॒ रसो॑ मदि॒रो म॑मत्तु ॥
O drop of Soma, purifying yourself with your powers, roaring, flow around the streams; playing, enter the two vats, being purified—may your exhilarating juice gladden Indra.
9.96.22
प्रास्य॒ धारा॑ बृह॒तीर॑सृग्रन्न॒क्तो गोभिः॑ क॒लशाँ॒ आ वि॑वेश ।
साम॑ कृ॒ण्वन्त्सा॑म॒न्यो॑ विप॒श्चित्क्रन्द॑न्नेत्य॒भि सख्यु॒र्न जा॒मिम् ॥
Its great streams have been released; the pure Soma, anointed with the milk of cows, enters the vats; composing a song, making the sāman chant, the wise Soma goes roaring, as a friend goes toward a kinswoman.
9.96.23
अ॒प॒घ्नन्ने॑षि पवमान॒ शत्रू॑न्प्रि॒यां न जा॒रो अ॒भिगी॑त॒ इन्दुः॑ ।
सीद॒न्वने॑षु शकु॒नो न पत्वा॒ सोमः॑ पुना॒नः क॒लशे॑षु॒ सत्ता॑ ॥
Driving away the enemies, you go, O purifying Soma; the drop of Soma, praised like a beloved lover; like a bird sitting in the forests, Soma, being purified, rests in the vats.
9.96.24
आ ते॒ रुचः॒ पव॑मानस्य सोम॒ योषे॑व यन्ति सु॒दुघाः॑ सुधा॒राः ।
हरि॒रानी॑तः पुरु॒वारो॑ अ॒प्सु अचि॑क्रदत्क॒लशे॑ देवयू॒नाम् ॥
O Soma, your lights go toward the Soma being purified, as easily milked cows come with good streams; the much-desired tawny Soma, brought into the waters, roars in the vat for the friend of the gods.