Rig Veda

Mandal - 9 (Part - 9)

HYMN 10 Soma Pavamana

1

LIKE cars that thunder on their way, like coursers eager for renown,
Have Soma-drops flowed forth for wealth.

2

Forth have they rushed from holding hands, like chariots that are urged to speed,
Like joyful songs of singing-men.

3

The Somas deck themselves with milk, as Kings are graced with eulogies,
And, with seven priests, the sacrifice.

4

Pressed for the gladdening draught, the drops flow forth abundantly with song,
The Soma juices in a stream.

5

Winning Vivasvan's glory and producing Morning's light, the Suns
Pass through the openings of the cloth.

6

The singing-men of ancient time open the doors of sacred songs,-
Men, for the mighty to accept.

7

Combined in close society sit the seven priests, the brother-hood,
Filling the station of the One.

8

He gives us kinship with the Gods, and with the Sun unites our eye:
The Sage's ofrspring hath appeared.

9

The Sun with his dear eye beholds that quarter of the heavens which priests
Have placed within the sacred cell.