Book 9 >> HYMN 55 - Soma Pavamana



यवं-यवं नो अन्धसा पुष्टम-पुष्टं परि सरव |
सोम विश्वा च सौभगा
English:- . POUR on us with thy juice all kinds of corn, each sort of nourishment,
And, Soma, all felicities.

ईन्दो यथा तव सतवो यथा ते जातमन्धसः |
नि बर्हिषि परिये सदः
English:- As thine, O Indu, is the praise, and thine what springeth from the juice,
Seat thee on the dear sacred grass.

उत नो गोविदश्ववित पवस्व सोमान्धसा |
मक्षूतमेभिरहभिः
English:- And, finding for us kine and steeds, O Soma, with thy juice flow on
Through days that fly most rapidly.

यो जिनाति न जीयते हन्ति शत्रुमभीत्य |
स पवस्व सहस्रजित
English:- As one who conquers, ne'er subdued, attacks and stays the enemy,
Thus, Vanquisher of thousands! flow.