Rig Veda · 743 of 1027

Mandala 9: HYMN XX. Soma Pavamana.

1. FORTH through the straining-cloth the Sage flows to the banquet of the Gods, Subduing all our enemies.

2. For he, as Pavamana, sends thousandfold treasure in the shape Of cattle to the singing-men.

3. Thou graspest all things with thy mind, and purifiest thee with thoughts As such, O Soma, find us fame.

4. Pour lofty glory on us, send sure riches to our liberal lords, Bring food to those who sing thy praise.

5. As thou art cleansed, O Wondrous Steed, O Soma, thou hast entered, like A pious King, into the songs.

6. He, Soma, like a courser in the floods invincible, made clean With hands, is resting in the jars.

7. Disporting, like a liberal chief, thou goest, Soma, to the sieve, Lending the laud a Hero's strength.