I Soma Pavamana

I Soma Pavamana

1Forward have flowed the streams of power, of this the mighty one effused,

Of him who waits upon the Gods.

2The singers praise him with their song, and learned priests adorn the steed

Born as thelight that merits laud.

3These things thou winnest quickly, while men cleanse thee, Soma, nobly rich!

II Indra

II Indra

1This Brahman, comer at the due time, named Indra, is renowned and praised.

2To thee alone, O Lord of Strength, go, as it were, all songs of praise.

3Like streams of water on their way, let bounties, Indra, flow from thee!

III Indra

III Indra

1Even as a car to give us aid, we draw thee nigh to favour us,

Strong in thy deeds, quelling attack, Indra, Lord, mightiest! of the brave.

2Great in thou power and wisdom, strong, with thought that comprehendeth all!

Wide hast thou spread in majesty.

3Thou very mighty one, whose hands by virtue of thy greatness wield

The golden bolt that beaks its way!

IV Agni

IV Agni

1He who hath lighted up the joyous castle, wise courser like the steed of cloudy heaven,

Bright like the Sun with hundredfold existence

2He, doubly born, hath spread in his effulgence through the three luminous realms, through all the regions,

Best sacrificing Priest where waters gather.

3Priest doubly born, he through his love of glory hath in his keeping all things worth the choosing.

The man who brings him gifts hath noble offspring.

V Agni

V Agni

1Agni, with hymns may we now accomplish that which thou lovest,

Strength, like a horse auspicious, with service!

2For, Agni, thou art now the promoter of strength auspicious,

Lofty sacrifice, power effective.

3Through these our praises, come thou to meet us, bright as the sunlight,

Agni, kindly with all thy faces!

VI Agni

VI Agni

1Immortal Jatavedas, thou bright-hued refulgent gift of Dawn.

Agni, this day to him who pays oblations bring the Gods who waken with the morn!

2For thou art offering-bearer, well-loved messenger, and charioteer of holy rites.

Accordant with the Asvins and with Dawn grant us heroic strength and lofty fame!

VII Indra

VII Indra

1The old hath waked the young Moon from his slumber who runs his circling course with many round him

Behold the God’s high wisdom in its greatness: he who died yesterday to-day is living.

2Strong is the red Bird in his strength, great hero, who from of old bath had no nest to dwell in.

That which he knows is truth and never idle: he wins and gives the wealth desired of many.

3Through these Thunderer gained strong manly vigour, through whom he waxed in stren gth to slaughter Vritra;

These who through might of actual operation sprang forth as Gods in course of Law and Order.

VIII Maruts

VIII Maruts

1Here is the Soma ready pressed: of