Rig Veda 9.49

pavasva vṛṣṭim ā su no 'pām ūrmiṃ divas pari ayakṣmā bṛhatīr iṣaḥ

Pour down the rain upon us, pour a wave of waters from the sky, And plenteous store of wholesome food.

tayā pavasva dhārayā yayā gāva ihāgaman janyāsa upa no gṛham

Flow onward with that stream of thine, whereby the cows have come to us, The kine of strangers to our home.

ghṛtam pavasva dhārayā yajñeṣu devavītamaḥ asmabhyaṃ vṛṣṭim ā pava

Chief Friend of Gods in sacred rites, pour on us fatness with thy stream, Pour down on us a flood of rain.

sa na ūrje vy avyayam pavitraṃ dhāva dhārayā devāsaḥ śṛṇavan hi kam

To give us vigour, with thy stream run through the fleecy straining-cloth For verily the Gods will bear.

pavamāno asiṣyadad rakṣāṃsy apajaṅghanat pratnavad rocayan rucaḥ

Onward hath Pavamana flowed and beaten off the Rakshasas, Flashing out splendour as of old.