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Rig Veda Book 9 Hymn 43 यो अत्य इव मर्ज्यते गोभिर्मदाय हर्यतः | तं गीर्भिर्वासयामसि || तं नो विश्वा अवस्युवो गिरः शुम्भन्ति पूर्वथा | इन्दुमिन्द्राय पीतये || पुनानो याति हर्यतः सोमो गीर्भिः परिष्क्र्तः | विप्रस्य मेध्यातिथेः || पवमान विदा रयिमस्मभ्यं सोम सुश्रियम | इन्दो सहस्रवर्चसम || इन्दुरत्यो न वाजस्र्त कनिक्रन्ति पवित्र आ | यदक्षारति देवयुः || पवस्व वाजसातये विप्रस्य गर्णतो वर्धे | सोम रास्व सुवीर्यम ||
yo atya iva mṛjyate ghobhirmadāya haryataḥ | taṃ ghīrbhirvāsayāmasi || taṃ no viśvā avasyuvo ghiraḥ śumbhanti pūrvathā | indumindrāya pītaye || punāno yāti haryataḥ somo ghīrbhiḥ pariṣkṛtaḥ | viprasya medhyātitheḥ || pavamāna vidā rayimasmabhyaṃ soma suśriyam | indo sahasravarcasam || induratyo na vājasṛt kanikranti pavitra ā | yadakṣārati devayuḥ || pavasva vājasātaye viprasya ghṛṇato vṛdhe | soma rāsva suvīryam ||
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Rig Veda
- WE will enrobe with sacred song the Lovely One who, as a Steed, Is decked with milk for rapturous joy. 2 All songs of ours desiring grace adorn him in the ancient way, Indu for Indra, for his drink. 3 Soma flows on when purified, beloved and adorned with songs, Songs of the sage Medhyātithi. 4 O Soma Pavamana, find exceeding glorious wealth for us, Wealth, Indu, fraught with boundless might. 5 Like courser racing to the prize Indu, the lover of the Gods, Roars, as he passes, in the sieve. 6 Flow on thy way to win us strength, to speed the sage who praises thee: Soma, bestow heroic power.