I Soma Pavamana

I Soma Pavamana

1Soma, as leader of the song, flow onward with thy wondrous aid.

For holy lore of every sort!

2Do thou as leader of the song, stirring the waters of the sea,

Flow onward, known to all mankind!

1 O Soma, O thou Sage, these worlds stand ready to enhance thy might:

The milch-kine run for thy behoof.

II Soma Pavamana

II Soma Pavamana

1Indu, flow on, a mighty juice; glorify us among the folk:

Drive all our enernies away!

2And in thy friendship, Indu, most sublime and glorious, may we

Subdue all those who war with us!

3Those awful weapons which thou hast, sharpened at point to strike men down —

Guard us therewith from every foe!

III Soma Pavamana

III Soma Pavamana

1O Soma, thou art strong and bright, potent, O God, with potent sway,

2Steer-strong thy might is like a steer’s, steer-strong the wood, steer-strong the juice:

A steer indeed, O Steer, art thou.

3Thou, Indu, as a vigorous horse, hast neighed together steeds and kine:

Unbar for us the doors to wealth!

IV Soma Pavamana

IV Soma Pavamana

1For thou art strong by splendour: we, O Pavamana call on thee,

The brilliant looker on the light.

2When thou art sprinkled with the streams, thou reachest, purified by men,

Thy dwelling in the wooden vat.

3Do thou, rejoicing, nobly-armed! pour upon us heroic strength.

O Indu, come thou hitherward!

V Soma Pavamana

V Soma Pavamana

1We seek to win thy friendly love, even Pavamana’s flowing o’er

The limit of the cleansing sieve.

2With those same waves which in their stream o’erflow the purifying sieve,

Soma, be gracious unto us!

3O Soma, being purified, bring us from all sides-for thou canst-

Riches and food with hero sons!

VI Agni

VI Agni

1Agni we choose as envoy, skilled performer of this holy rite,

Hotar, possessor of all wealth.

2With constant calls they invocate Agni, Agni, Lord of the house,

Oblation-bearer, much-beloved

3Bring the Gods hither, Agni, born for him who trims the Sacred grass:

Thou art our Hotar, meet for praise!

VII Mitra Varuna

VII Mitra Varuna

1Mitra and Varuna we call to drink the draught of Soma juice,

Those born endowed with holy strength.

2Those who by Law uphold the Law, Lords of the shining light of Law,

Mitra I call, and Varuna.

3Let Varuna be our chief defence, let Mitra guard us with all aids,

Both make us rich exceedingly!

VIII Indra

VIII Indra

1Indra the singers with high praise, Indra reciters with their lauds,

Indra the choirs have glorified.

2Indra is close to his two bays, with chariot ready at his word,

Indra the golden, thunder-armed.

3Help us in battles Indra, in battles where thousand spoils are gained,

With awful aids, O awful one!

4Indra raised up the son aloft in heaven, that he may