Rig Veda 9.109

pari pra dhanvendrāya soma svādur mitrāya pūṣṇe bhagāya

Pleasant to Indra's Mitra's, Pushan's Bhaga's taste, sped onward, Soma, with thy flowing stream.

indras te soma sutasya peyāḥ kratve dakṣāya viśve ca devāḥ

Let Indra drink, O Soma, of thy juice for wisdom, and all Deities for strength.

evāmṛtāya mahe kṣayāya sa śukro arṣa divyaḥ pīyūṣaḥ

So flow thou on as bright celestial juice, flow to the vast, immortal dwelling-place.

pavasva soma mahān samudraḥ pitā devānāṃ viśvābhi dhāma

Flow onward, Soma, as a mighty sea, as Father of the Gods to every form.

śukraḥ pavasva devebhyaḥ soma dive pṛthivyai śaṃ ca prajāyai

Flow on, O Soma, radiant for the Gods and Heaven and Earth and bless our progeny.

divo dhartāsi śukraḥ pīyūṣaḥ satye vidharman vājī pavasva

Thou, bright Juice, art Sustainer of the sky: flow, mighty, in accordance with true Law.

pavasva soma dyumnī sudhāro mahām avīnām anu pūrvyaḥ

Soma, flow splendid with thy copious stream through the great fleece as in the olden time.

nṛbhir yemāno jajñānaḥ pūtaḥ kṣarad viśvāni mandraḥ svarvit

Bom, led by men, joyous, and purified, let the Light-finder make all blessings flow:

induḥ punānaḥ prajām urāṇaḥ karad viśvāni draviṇāni naḥ

Indu, while cleansed, keeping the people safe, shall give us all possessions for our own.

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Flow on for wisdom, Soma, and for power, as a strong courser bathed, to win the prize.

taṃ te sotāro rasam madāya punanti somam mahe dyumnāya

The pressers purify this juice of thine, the Soma, for delight, and lofty fame

śiśuṃ jajñānaṃ harim mṛjanti pavitre somaṃ devebhya indum

They deck the Gold-hued Infant, newly born, even Soma, Indu, in the sieve for Gods.

induḥ paviṣṭa cārur madāyāpām upasthe kavir bhagāya

Fair Indu hath flowed on for rapturous joy, Sage for good fortune in the waters' lap.

bibharti cārv indrasya nāma yena viśvāni vṛtrā jaghāna

He bears the beauteous name of Indra, that wherewith he overcame all demon foes.

pibanty asya viśve devāso gobhiḥ śrītasya nṛbhiḥ sutasya

All Deities are wont to drink of him, pressed by the men and blent with milk and curds.

pra suvāno akṣāḥ sahasradhāras tiraḥ pavitraṃ vi vāram avyam

He hath flowed forth with thousand streams effused, flowed through the filter and the sheep's long wool.

sa vājy akṣāḥ sahasraretā adbhir mṛjāno gobhiḥ śrīṇānaḥ

With endless genial flow the Strong hath run, purified by the waters, blent with milk.

pra soma yāhīndrasya kukṣā nṛbhir yemāno adribhiḥ sutaḥ

Pressed out with stones, directed by the men, go forth, O Soma, into Indra's throat.

asarji vājī tiraḥ pavitram indrāya somaḥ sahasradhāraḥ

The mighty Soma with a thousand streams is poured to Indra through the cleansing sieve.

añjanty enam madhvo rasenendrāya vṛṣṇa indum madāya

Indu they balm with pleasant milky juice for Indra, for the Steer, for his delight.

devebhyas tvā vṛthā pājase 'po vasānaṃ harim mṛjanti

Lightly, for sheen, they cleanse thee for the Gods, gold-coloured, wearing water as thy robe.

indur indrāya tośate ni tośate śrīṇann ugro riṇann apaḥ

Indu to Indra streams, yea, downward streams, Strong, flowing to the floods, and mingling -there.