Rig Veda 9.11

upāsmai gāyatā naraḥ pavamānāyendave abhi devāṁ iyakṣate

Sing forth to Indu, O ye men, to him who is purified, Fain to pay worship to the Gods.

abhi te madhunā payo 'tharvāṇo aśiśrayuḥ devaṃ devāya devayu

Together with thy pleasant juice the Atharvans have commingled milk, Divine, devoted to the God.

sa naḥ pavasva śaṃ gave śaṃ janāya śam arvate śaṃ rājann oṣadhībhyaḥ

Bring, by thy flowing, weal to kine, weal to the people, weal to steeds. Weal, O thou King, to growing plants

babhrave nu svatavase 'ruṇāya divispṛśe somāya gātham arcata

Sing a praise-song to Soma brown of hue, of independent might. The Red, who reaches up to heaven.

hastacyutebhir adribhiḥ sutaṃ somam punītana madhāv ā dhāvatā madhu

Purify Soma when effused with stones which bands move rapidly, And pour the sweet milk in the meath.

namased upa sīdata dadhned abhi śrīṇītana indum indre dadhātana

With humble homage draw ye nigh; blend the libation with the curds: To Indra offer Indu up.

amitrahā vicarṣaṇiḥ pavasva soma śaṃ gave devebhyo anukāmakṛt

Soma, foe-que chief o'er men, doing the will of pour forth Prosperity upon our kine.

indrāya soma pātave madāya pari ṣicyase manaścin manasas patiḥ

Heart-knower, Sovran of the heart, thou art effused, O Soma, that Indra may drink thee and rejoice.

pavamāna suvīryaṃ rayiṃ soma rirīhi naḥ indav indreṇa no yujā

O Soma Pavamana, give us riches and heroic strength,- Indu! with. Indra for ally.