Rigveda 9.1

HYMN I. SOMA PAVAMANA. · १० मधुच्छन्दा वैश्वामित्र:। पवमान: सोम: । गायत्री ।

9.1.1

स्वादि॑ष्ठया॒ मदि॑ष्ठया॒ पव॑स्व सोम॒ धार॑या | इन्द्रा॑य॒ पात॑वे सु॒तः ||

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9.1.1

स्वादि॑ष्ठया॒ मदि॑ष्ठया॒ पव॑स्व सोम॒ धार॑या | इन्द्रा॑य॒ पात॑वे सु॒तः ||

In sweetest and most gladdening stream flow pure, O Soma, on thy way, Pressed out for Indra, for his drink.

9.1.2

र॒क्षो॒हा वि॒श्वच॑र्षणिर॒भि योनि॒मयो॑हतम् | द्रुणा॑ स॒धस्थ॒मास॑दत् ||

Fiend-queller, Friend of all men, he hath with the wood attained unto His place, his iron-fashioned home.

9.1.3

व॒रि॒वो॒धात॑मो भव॒ मंहि॑ष्ठो वृत्र॒हन्त॑मः | पर्षि॒ राधो॑ म॒घोना॑म् ||

Be thou best Vṛtra-slayer, best granter of bliss, most liberal: Promote our wealthy princes' gifts.

9.1.4

अ॒भ्य॑र्ष म॒हानां॑ दे॒वानां॑ वी॒तिमन्ध॑सा | अ॒भि वाज॑मु॒त श्रव॑: ||

Flow onward with thy juice unto the banquet of the Mighty Gods: Flow hither for our strength and fame.

9.1.5

त्वामच्छा॑ चरामसि॒ तदिदर्थं॑ दि॒वेदि॑वे | इन्दो॒ त्वे न॑ आ॒शस॑: ||

O Indu, we draw nigh to thee, with this one object day by day: To thee alone our prayers are said

9.1.6

पु॒नाति॑ ते परि॒स्रुतं॒ सोमं॒ सूर्य॑स्य दुहि॒ता | वारे॑ण॒ शश्व॑ता॒ तना॑ ||

By means of this eternal fleece may Sūrya's Daughter purify Thy Soma that is foaming forth.

9.1.7

तमी॒मण्वी॑: सम॒र्य आ गृ॒भ्णन्ति॒ योष॑णो॒ दश॑ | स्वसा॑र॒: पार्ये॑ दि॒वि ||

Ten sister maids of slender form seize him within the press and hold Him firmly on the final day.

9.1.8

तमीं॑ हिन्वन्त्य॒ग्रुवो॒ धम॑न्ति बाकु॒रं दृति॑म् | त्रि॒धातु॑ वार॒णं मधु॑ ||

The virgins send him forth: they blow the the skin musician-like and fuse The triple foe-repelling meath.

9.1.9

अ॒भी॒३ममघ्न्या॑ उ॒त श्री॒णन्ति॑ धे॒नव॒: शिशु॑म् | सोम॒मिन्द्रा॑य॒ पात॑वे ||

Inviolable milch-kine round about him blend for Indra's drink, The fresh young Soma with their milk.

9.1.10

अ॒स्येदिन्द्रो॒ मदे॒ष्वा विश्वा॑ वृ॒त्राणि॑ जिघ्नते | शूरो॑ म॒घा च॑ मंहते ||

In the wild raptures of this draught, Indra slays all the Vṛtras: he, The Hero, pours his wealth on us.