Rig Veda

Mandal - 9 (Part - 9)

HYMN 93 Soma Pavamana

1

TEN sisters, pouring out the rain together, swift-moving thinkers of the sage, adorn him.
Hither hath run the gold-hued Child of Surya and reached the vat like a fleet vigorous courser.

2

Even as a youngling crying to his mothers, the bounteous Steer hath flowed along to waters.
As youth to damsel, so with milk he hastens on to the. chose meeting-place, the beaker.

3

Yea, swollen is the udder of the milch-cow: thither in streams goes very sapient Indu.
The kine make ready, as with new-washed treasures, the Head and Chief with milk within the
vessels.

4

With all the Gods, O Indu Pavamana, while thou art roaring send us wealth in horses.
Hither upon her car come willing Plenty, inclined to us, to give us of her treasures.

5

Now unto us mete riches, while they cleansethee, all-glorious, swelling wealth, with store of
heroes.
Long be his life who worships, thee, O Indu. May he, enriched with prayer, come soon and early.