Sama Veda

SECOND PART

BOOK III

Chapter I

HYMN 11 Soma Pavamana

1

O Soma, Indu, every day thy friendship hath been my delight.
Many fiends follow me; help me, thou tawny-hued: pass on beyond these barriers!

2

Close to thy bosom am I. Soma, day and night draining the milk, O golden hued.
Surya himself refulgent with his glow have we, as birds, o'ertaken in his course.