Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 9 — Chapter 20
RV 9 20.1
प्र कविर् देववीतये ऽव्यो वारेभिर् अर्षति । साह्वान् विश्वा अभि स्पृधः
pra kavir devavītaye 'vyo vārebhir arṣati | sāhvān viśvā abhi spṛdhaḥ
The sage flows forth through the fleeces of the sheep for the gods' feasting, overpowering all rivals.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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FORTH through the straining-cloth the Sage flows to the banquet of the Gods, Subduing all our enemies.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 20.2
स हि ष्मा जरितृभ्य आ वाजꣳ गोमन्तम् इन्वति । पवमानः सहस्रिणम्
sa hi ṣmā jaritṛbhya ā vājaṁ gomantam invati | pavamānaḥ sahasriṇam
For he indeed urges toward the singers a prize rich in cattle, a thousandfold one — he, Pavamāna.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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For he, as Pavamâna, sends thousandfold treasure in the shape Of cattle to the singing-men.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 20.3
परि विश्वानि चेतसा मृशसे पवसे मती । स नः सोम श्रवो विदः
pari viśvāni cetasā mṛśase pavase matī | sa naḥ soma śravo vidaḥ
You touch upon all things with your perception; you flow clear with insight. So, Soma, find fame for us.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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Thou graspest all things with thy mind, and purifiest thee with thoughts As such, O Soma, find us fame.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 20.4
अभ्य् अर्ष बृहद् यशो मघवद्भ्यो ध्रुवꣳ रयिम् । इषꣳ स्तोतृभ्य आ भर
abhy arṣa bṛhad yaśo maghavadbhyo dhruvaṁ rayim | iṣaṁ stotṛbhya ā bhara
Flow toward lofty glory, toward firm wealth for the liberal patrons; bring refreshment to the praisers.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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Pour lofty glory on us, send sure riches to our liberal lords, Bring food to those who sing thy praise.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 20.5
त्वꣳ राजेव सुव्रतो गिरः सोमा विवेशिथ । पुनानो वह्ने अद्भुत
tvaṁ rājeva suvrato giraḥ somā viveśitha | punāno vahne adbhuta
You, like a king of good ordinances, have entered into the songs, O Soma, being purified, O wondrous conveyer.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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As thou art cleansed, O Wondrous Steed, O Soma, thou hast entered, like A pious King, into the songs.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 20.6
स वह्निर् अप्सु दुष्टरो मृज्यमानो गभस्त्योः । सोमश् चमूषु सीदति
sa vahnir apsu duṣṭaro mṛjyamāno gabhastyoḥ | somaś camūṣu sīdati
That conveyer, hard to overcome in the waters, being groomed between the two hands, Soma, sits down in the vessels.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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He, Soma, like a courser in the floods invincible, made clean With hands, is resting in the jars.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 20.7
क्रीऴुर् मखो न मꣳहयुः पवित्रꣳ सोम गच्छसि । दधत् स्तोत्रे सुवीर्यम्
krīḻur makho na maṁhayuḥ pavitraṁ soma gacchasi | dadhat stotre suvīryam
Playing, like a generous makha (warrior), O Soma, you go to the filter, granting to the praiser abundant manly strength.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Disporting, like a liberal chief, thou goest, Soma, to the sieve, Lending the laud a Hero's strength.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)