Rig Veda

Mandal - 9 (Part - 9)

HYMN 50 Soma Pavamana

1

LOUD as a river's roaring wave thy powers have lifted up themselves:
Urge on thine arrow's sharpened point.

2

At thine effusion upward rise three voices full of joy, when thou
Flowest upon the fleecy ridge.

3

On to the fleece they urge with stone the tawny well-beloved One,
Even Pavamana, dropping meath.

4

Flow with thy current to the sieve, O Sage most powerful to cheer,
To seat thee in the place of song.

5

Flow, Most Exhilarating! flow anointed with the milk for balm,
Indu, for Indra, for his drink.