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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 9 — Chapter 97

RV 9 97.1

अस्य प्रेषा हेमना पूयमानो देवो देवेभिः सम् अपृक्त रसम् । सुतः पवित्रम् पर्य् एति रेभन् मितेव सद्म पशुमान्ति होता

asya preṣā hemanā pūyamāno devo devebhiḥ sam apṛkta rasam | sutaḥ pavitram pary eti rebhan miteva sadma paśumānti hotā

Purified by the impulse and the onrush of this (one), the god has mingled his sap with the gods. Pressed, he goes around the filter, singing, as the hotṛ (goes around) the built seats that are rich in cattle.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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MADE pure by this man's urgent zeal and impulse the God hath to the Gods his juice imparted. He goes, effused and singing, to the filter, like priest to measured seats supplied with cattle.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.2

भद्रा वस्त्रा समन्या३ वसानो महान् कविर् निवचनानि शꣳसन् । आ वच्यस्व चम्वोः पूयमानो विचक्षणो जागृविर् देववीतौ

bhadrā vastrā samanyā3 vasāno mahān kavir nivacanāni śaṁsan | ā vacyasva camvoḥ pūyamāno vicakṣaṇo jāgṛvir devavītau

Clothing himself in auspicious garments, in festive ones, the great seer, reciting the utterances — roll yourself forth in the two cups as you are purified, far-seeing, wakeful at the feast of the gods.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Robed in fair raiment meet to wear in battle, a mighty Sage pronouncing invocations. Roll onward to the beakers as they cleanse thee, far-seeing at the feast of Gods, and watchful.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.3

सम् उ प्रियो मृज्यते सानो अव्ये यशस्तरो यशसाꣳ क्षैतो अस्मे । अभि स्वर धन्वा पूयमानो यूयम् पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः

sam u priyo mṛjyate sāno avye yaśastaro yaśasāṁ kṣaito asme | abhi svara dhanvā pūyamāno yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ

The dear one is groomed on the woolly back, more glorious than the glorious, dwelling among us. Sing out, run on as you are purified. — Do you (gods) protect us always with blessings.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Dear, he is brightened on the fleecy summit, a Prince among us, nobler than the noble. Roar out as thou art purified, run forward. Do ye preserve us evermore with blessings.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.4

प्र गायताभ्य् अर्चाम देवान् सोमꣳ हिनोत महते धनाय । स्वादुः पवाते अति वारम् अव्यम् आ सीदाति कलशꣳ देवयुर् नः

pra gāyatābhy arcāma devān somaṁ hinota mahate dhanāya | svāduḥ pavāte ati vāram avyam ā sīdāti kalaśaṁ devayur naḥ

Sing forth! Let us chant to the gods! Speed Soma on for great wealth. Let him flow sweet through the sheep's-wool fleece; let him, seeking the gods, sit down in our jar.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Let us sing praises to the Gods: sing loudly, send ye the Soma forth for mighty riches. Let him flow, sweetly-flavoured, through the filter, and let our pious one rest in the pitcher.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.5

इन्दुर् देवानाम् उप सख्यम् आयन् सहस्रधारः पवते मदाय । नृभिः स्तवानो अनु धाम पूर्वम् अगन्न् इन्द्रम् महते सौभगाय

indur devānām upa sakhyam āyan sahasradhāraḥ pavate madāya | nṛbhiḥ stavāno anu dhāma pūrvam agann indram mahate saubhagāya

The drop, coming into the friendship of the gods, flows clear in a thousand streams for the exhilaration. Praised by the men, following the ancient dhāman, he has gone to Indra for great good fortune.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Winning the friendship of the Deities, Indu flows in a thousand streams to make them joyful. Praised by the men after the ancient statute, he hath come nigh, for our great bliss, to Indra.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.6

स्तोत्रे राये हरिर् अर्षा पुनान इन्द्रम् मदो गच्छतु ते भराय । देवैर् याहि सरथꣳ राधो अच्छा यूयम् पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः

stotre rāye harir arṣā punāna indram mado gacchatu te bharāya | devair yāhi sarathaṁ rādho acchā yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ

Flow, tawny one, being purified, for wealth for the singer; let your exhilaration go to Indra for the taking of booty. Come on the same chariot with the gods toward the gift. — Do you (gods) protect us always with blessings.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Flow, Gold-hued, cleansing thee, to enrich the singer: let thy juice go to Indra to support him. Come nigh, together with the Gods, for bounty. Do ye preserve us evermore with blessings.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.7

प्र काव्यम् उशनेव ब्रुवाणो देवो देवानाꣳ जनिमा विवक्ति । महिव्रतः शुचिबन्धुः पावकः पदा वराहो अभ्य् एति रेभन्

pra kāvyam uśaneva bruvāṇo devo devānāṁ janimā vivakti | mahivrataḥ śucibandhuḥ pāvakaḥ padā varāho abhy eti rebhan

Uttering the poet's word like Uśanas, the god proclaims the births of the gods. He of great vrata, of pure kinship, the purifier, the boar comes forward on foot, singing.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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The God declares the Deities' generations, like Uṣanâ, proclaiming lofty wisdom. With brilliant kin, far-ruling, sanctifying, the Boar advances, singing, to the places.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.8

प्र हꣳसासस् तृपलम् मन्युम् अच्छामाद् अस्तꣳ वृषगणा अयासुः । आङ्गूष्य१म् पवमानꣳ सखायो दुर्मर्षꣳ साकम् प्र वदन्ति वाणम्

pra haṁsāsas tṛpalam manyum acchāmād astaṁ vṛṣagaṇā ayāsuḥ | āṅgūṣya1m pavamānaṁ sakhāyo durmarṣaṁ sākam pra vadanti vāṇam

The swans have gone forth toward the quivering fury, from here homeward, with their troop of bulls. Together the friends sound forth the singable Pavamāna, the unforgettable music.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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The Swans, the Vr̥ishagaṇas from anear us have brought their restless spirit to our dwelling. Friends come to Pavamâna meet for praises, and sound in concert their resistless music.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.9

स रꣳहत उरुगायस्य जूतिꣳ वृथा क्रीऴन्तम् मिमते न गावः । परीणसꣳ कृणुते तिग्मशृङ्गो दिवा हरिर् ददृशे नक्तम् ऋज्रः

sa raṁhata urugāyasya jūtiṁ vṛthā krīḻantam mimate na gāvaḥ | parīṇasaṁ kṛṇute tigmaśṛṅgo divā harir dadṛśe naktam ṛjraḥ

He rushes at the speed of the wide-striding one; the cows low toward him as he plays at will. Sharp-horned, he makes abundance; by day the tawny one is seen, by night the ruddy.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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He follows the Wide-strider's rapid movement: cows low, as 'twere, to him who sports at pleasure. He with the sharpened horns brings forth abundance: the Silvery shines by night, by day the Golden.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.10

इन्दुर् वाजी पवते गोन्योघा इन्द्रे सोमः सह इन्वन् मदाय । हन्ति रक्षो बाधते पर्य् अरातीर् वरिवः कृण्वन् वृजनस्य राजा

indur vājī pavate gonyoghā indre somaḥ saha invan madāya | hanti rakṣo bādhate pary arātīr varivaḥ kṛṇvan vṛjanasya rājā

The drop flows clear, a prize-winner, streaming with cows; Soma in Indra, impelling strength for exhilaration. He slays the demon, he beats off hostilities on all sides, making wide room, king of the community.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Strong Indu, bathed in milk, flows on for Indra, Soma exciting strength, to make him joyful. He quells malignities and slays the demons, the King of mighty power who brings us comfort.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.11

अध धारया मध्वा पृचानस् तिरो रोम पवते अद्रिदुग्धः । इन्दुर् इन्द्रस्य सख्यꣳ जुषाणो देवो देवस्य मत्सरो मदाय

adha dhārayā madhvā pṛcānas tiro roma pavate adridugdhaḥ | indur indrasya sakhyaṁ juṣāṇo devo devasya matsaro madāya

Then, mingling with honey in the stream, milked out by the stone, he flows clear through the hair (of the fleece) — the drop, delighting in the friendship of Indra, a god for the god, intoxicating, for exhilaration.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Then in a stream he flows, milked out with press-stones, mingled with sweetness, through the fleecy filter- Indu rejoicing in the love of Indra, the God who gladdens, for the God's enjoyment.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.12

अभि प्रियाणि पवते पुनानो देवो देवान् स्वेन रसेन पृञ्चन् । इन्दुर् धर्माण्य् ऋतुथा वसानो दश क्षिपो अव्यत सानो अव्ये

abhi priyāṇi pavate punāno devo devān svena rasena pṛñcan | indur dharmāṇy ṛtuthā vasāno daśa kṣipo avyata sāno avye

Being purified, he flows toward the dear things, a god mingling the gods with his own sap. The drop, clothing himself in his ordinances at their (proper) seasons — the ten fingers have wrapped him on the woolly back.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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As he is purified he pours out treasures, a God bedewing Gods with his own juices. Indu hath, wearing qualities by seasons, on the raised fleece engaged, the ten swift fingers.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.13

वृषा शोणो अभिकनिक्रदद् गा नदयन्न् एति पृथिवीम् उत द्याम् । इन्द्रस्येव वग्नुर् आ शृण्व आजौ प्रचेतयन्न् अर्षति वाचम् एमाम्

vṛṣā śoṇo abhikanikradad gā nadayann eti pṛthivīm uta dyām | indrasyeva vagnur ā śṛṇva ājau pracetayann arṣati vācam emām

The ruddy bull, roaring again and again at the cows, goes making earth and heaven resound. Like Indra's cry he is heard in the contest; making (things) known, he flows on to this speech.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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The Red Bull bellowing to the kine advances, causing the heavens and earth to roar and thunder. Well is he beard like Indra's shout in battle: letting this voice be known he hastens hither.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.14

रसाय्यः पयसा पिन्वमान ईरयन्न् एषि मधुमन्तम् अꣳशुम् । पवमानः सꣳतनिम् एषि कृण्वन्न् इन्द्राय सोम परिषिच्यमानः

rasāyyaḥ payasā pinvamāna īrayann eṣi madhumantam aṁśum | pavamānaḥ saṁtanim eṣi kṛṇvann indrāya soma pariṣicyamānaḥ

Full of sap, swelling with milk, you go stirring up the honeyed stalk. As Pavamāna you go making a continuous stretch (of stream), being poured out for Indra, O Soma.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Swelling with milk, abounding in sweet flavours, urging the meath-rich plant thou goest onward. Raising a shout thou flowest as they cleanse thee, when thou, O Soma, art effused for Indra.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.15

एवा पवस्व मदिरो मदायोदग्राभस्य नमयन् वधस्नैः । परि वर्णम् भरमाणो रुशन्तꣳ गव्युर् नो अर्ष परि सोम सिक्तः

evā pavasva madiro madāyodagrābhasya namayan vadhasnaiḥ | pari varṇam bharamāṇo ruśantaṁ gavyur no arṣa pari soma siktaḥ

So flow clear, intoxicating, for exhilaration, bending down (the men) of Udagrābha with your deadly weapons. Bearing around your gleaming colour, flow to us seeking cows, O Soma, when you are poured out.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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So flow thou on inspiriting, for rapture, aiming death-shafts at him who stays the waters, Flow to us wearing thy resplendent colour, effused and eager for the kine, O Soma.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.16

जुष्ट्वी न इन्दो सुपथा सुगान्य् उरौ पवस्व वरिवाꣳसि कृण्वन् । घनेव विष्वग् दुरितानि विघ्नन्न् अधि ष्णुना धन्व सानो अव्ये

juṣṭvī na indo supathā sugāny urau pavasva varivāṁsi kṛṇvan | ghaneva viṣvag duritāni vighnann adhi ṣṇunā dhanva sāno avye

Having shown us favour, O Indu, flow clear in the wide space, making good paths and easy going, making free room. Smashing apart the difficulties in every direction like a hammer, run over the surface, on the woolly back.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Pleased with us, Indu, send us as thou flowest good easy paths in ample space and comforts. Dispelling, as 'twere with a club, misfortunes, run o'er the height, run o'er the fleecy summit.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.17

वृष्टिꣳ नो अर्ष दिव्याꣳ जिगत्नुम् इऴावतीꣳ शꣳगयीꣳ जीरदानुम् । स्तुकेव वीता धन्वा विचिन्वन् बन्धूꣳर् इमाꣳ अवराꣳ इन्दो वायून्

vṛṣṭiṁ no arṣa divyāṁ jigatnum iḻāvatīṁ śaṁgayīṁ jīradānum | stukeva vītā dhanvā vicinvan bandhūm̐r imām̐ avarām̐ indo vāyūn

Flow rain to us, heavenly, speeding, rich in refreshment, bringing welfare to the household, with quick drops. Like a tuft of wool combed out, run on, sorting out these kinsmen here below, O Indu — the winds.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Pour on us rain celestial, quickly streaming, refreshing, fraught with health and ready bounty. Flow, Indu, send these Winds thy lower kinsmen, setting them free like locks of hair unbraided.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.18

ग्रन्थिꣳ न वि ष्य ग्रथितम् पुनान ऋजुꣳ च गातुꣳ वृजिनꣳ च सोम । अत्यो न क्रदो हरिर् आ सृजानो मर्यो देव धन्व पस्त्यावान्

granthiṁ na vi ṣya grathitam punāna ṛjuṁ ca gātuṁ vṛjinaṁ ca soma | atyo na krado harir ā sṛjāno maryo deva dhanva pastyāvān

Untie, as one unties a knot, what is knotted, as you purify yourself, and (make) the path straight, and the crooked one too, O Soma. Roar like a steed let loose, tawny, a young man — run on, O god, you who possess the dwellings.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Part, like a knotted tangle, while they cleanse thee, O Soma, righteous and unrighteous conduct. Neigh like a tawny courser who is loosened, come like a youth, O God, a house-possessor.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.19

जुष्टो मदाय देवतात इन्दो परि ष्णुना धन्व सानो अव्ये । सहस्रधारः सुरभिर् अदब्धः परि स्रव वाजसातौ नृषह्ये

juṣṭo madāya devatāta indo pari ṣṇunā dhanva sāno avye | sahasradhāraḥ surabhir adabdhaḥ pari srava vājasātau nṛṣahye

Welcome for the exhilaration, Indu, in the service of the gods — run over the surface, upon the sheep's fleece; thousand-streamed, fragrant, unassailable, flow around for the winning of the prize, in the contest of men.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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For the God's service, for delight, O Indu, run o'er the height, run o'ver the fleecy summit. With thousand streams, inviolate, sweet-scented, flow on for gain of strength that conquers heroes.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.20

अरश्मानो ये ऽरथा अयुक्ता अत्यासो न ससृजानास आजौ । एते शुक्रासो धन्वन्ति सोमा देवासस् ताꣳ उप याता पिबध्यै

araśmāno ye 'rathā ayuktā atyāso na sasṛjānāsa ājau | ete śukrāso dhanvanti somā devāsas tām̐ upa yātā pibadhyai

Those that are without reins, without chariots, unyoked, sped forth like racehorses in the race — these bright Somas run; you gods, come to them to drink.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Without a car, without a rein to guide them, unyoked, like coursers started in the contest, These brilliant drops of Soma juice run forward. Do ye, O Deities, come nigh to drink them.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.21

एवा न इन्दो अभि देववीतिम् परि स्रव नभो अर्णश् चमूषु । सोमो अस्मभ्यꣳ काम्यम् बृहन्तꣳ रयिꣳ ददातु वीरवन्तम् उग्रम्

evā na indo abhi devavītim pari srava nabho arṇaś camūṣu | somo asmabhyaṁ kāmyam bṛhantaṁ rayiṁ dadātu vīravantam ugram

So then, Indu, flow around toward the invitation of the gods, (as) a cloud, (as) a flood into the vats; may Soma give us desirable, lofty wealth, abounding in heroes, mighty.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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So for our banquet of the Gods, O Indu, pour down the rain of heaven into the vessels. May Soma grant us riches sought with longing, mighty, exceeding strong, with store of heroes.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.22

तक्षद् यदी मनसो वेनतो वाग् ज्येष्ठस्य वा धर्मणि क्षोर् अनीके । आद् ईम् आयन् वरम् आ वावशाना जुष्टम् पतिꣳ कलशे गाव इन्दुम्

takṣad yadī manaso venato vāg jyeṣṭhasya vā dharmaṇi kṣor anīke | ād īm āyan varam ā vāvaśānā juṣṭam patiṁ kalaśe gāva indum

When the Voice of the yearning mind has fashioned (it), or (when it is) in the ordinance of the eldest, in the presence of the livestock — then the cows came, bellowing for their choice, to the welcome lord, the Indu in the pitcher.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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What time the loving spirit's word had formed him Chief of all food, by statute of the Highest, Then loudly lowing came the cows to Indu, the chosen, well-loved Master in the beaker.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.23

प्र दानुदो दिव्यो दानुपिन्व ऋतम् ऋताय पवते सुमेधाः । धर्मा भुवद् वृजन्यस्य राजा प्र रश्मिभिर् दशभिर् भारि भूम

pra dānudo divyo dānupinva ṛtam ṛtāya pavate sumedhāḥ | dharmā bhuvad vṛjanyasya rājā pra raśmibhir daśabhir bhāri bhūma

The heavenly giver of drops, swelling with drops, the very wise one purifies himself, (bringing) the truth for the truth; he has become the ordinances, the king of the community; he is borne forth by the ten reins — (and) the earth.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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The Sage, Celestial, liberal, raining bounties, pours as he flows the Genuine for the Truthful. The King shall be effectual strength's upholder: he by the ten bright reins is mostly guided.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.24

पवित्रेभिः पवमानो नृचक्षा राजा देवानाम् उत मर्त्यानाम् । द्विता भुवद् रयिपती रयीणाम् ऋतम् भरत् सुभृतꣳ चार्व् इन्दुः

pavitrebhiḥ pavamāno nṛcakṣā rājā devānām uta martyānām | dvitā bhuvad rayipatī rayīṇām ṛtam bharat subhṛtaṁ cārv induḥ

Purifying himself with the filters, looking upon men, king of the gods and of mortals too — in both ways he has become the lord of riches; the Indu has brought the truth, well borne and lovely.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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He who beholds mankind, made pure with filters, the King supreme of Deities and mortals, From days of old is Treasure-Lord of riches: he, Indu, cherishes fair well-kept Order.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.25

अर्वाꣳ इव श्रवसे सातिम् अच्छेन्द्रस्य वायोर् अभि वीतिम् अर्ष । स नः सहस्रा बृहतीर् इषो दा भवा सोम द्रविणोवित् पुनानः

arvām̐ iva śravase sātim acchendrasya vāyor abhi vītim arṣa | sa naḥ sahasrā bṛhatīr iṣo dā bhavā soma draviṇovit punānaḥ

Like a steed, flow toward the winning (of) fame, toward the feast of Indra and of Vāyu; give us thousandfold, lofty refreshments; Soma, being purified, be the finder of wealth for us.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Haste, like a steed, to vittory for glory, to Indra's and to Vâyu's entertainment. Give us food ample, thousandfold: be, Soma, the finder-out of riches when they cleanse thee.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.26

देवाव्यो नः परिषिच्यमानाः क्षयꣳ सुवीरꣳ धन्वन्तु सोमाः । आयज्यवः सुमतिꣳ विश्ववारा होतारो न दिवियजो मन्द्रतमाः

devāvyo naḥ pariṣicyamānāḥ kṣayaṁ suvīraṁ dhanvantu somāḥ | āyajyavaḥ sumatiṁ viśvavārā hotāro na diviyajo mandratamāḥ

Poured about (in the vessels), the god-pleasing Somas — may they run to us (bringing) a dwelling rich in heroes; furthering the sacrifice, all-bestowing, (bringing) favour, like hotṛs sacrificing in heaven, most gladdening.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Effused by us let God-delighting Somas bring as they flow a home with noble heroes. Rich in all boons like priests acquiring favour, the worshippers of heaven, the best of Cheerers.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.27

एवा देव देवताते पवस्व महे सोम प्सरसे देवपानः । महश् चिद् धि ष्मसि हिताः समर्ये कृधि सुष्ठाने रोदसी पुनानः

evā deva devatāte pavasva mahe soma psarase devapānaḥ | mahaś cid dhi ṣmasi hitāḥ samarye kṛdhi suṣṭhāne rodasī punānaḥ

So, god Soma, purify yourself for the service of the gods, for a great feasting, you whom the gods drink; for indeed we are set (here) in a great contest — make both worlds into good standing-ground, as you are purified.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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So, God, for service of the Gods flow onward, flow, drink of Gods, for ample food, O Soma. For we go forth to war against the mighty make heaven and earth well stablished by thy cleansing.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.28

अश्वो न क्रदो वृषभिर् युजानः सिꣳहो न भीमो मनसो जवीयान् । अर्वाचीनैः पथिभिर् ये रजिष्ठा आ पवस्व सौमनसꣳ न इन्दो

aśvo na krado vṛṣabhir yujānaḥ siṁho na bhīmo manaso javīyān | arvācīnaiḥ pathibhir ye rajiṣṭhā ā pavasva saumanasaṁ na indo

Roaring like a horse, yoked with the bulls, terrible like a lion, swifter than thought — by the hitherward paths that are straightest, flow to us good-mindedness, Indu.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Thou, yoked by strong men, neighest like a courser, swifter than thought is, like an awful lion. By paths directed hitherward, the straightest, send thou us happiness, Indu, while they cleanse thee.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.29

शतꣳ धारा देवजाता असृग्रन् सहस्रम् एनाः कवयो मृजन्ति । इन्दो सनित्रꣳ दिव आ पवस्व पुरएतासि महतो धनस्य

śataṁ dhārā devajātā asṛgran sahasram enāḥ kavayo mṛjanti | indo sanitraṁ diva ā pavasva puraetāsi mahato dhanasya

A hundred god-born streams have been let loose; the poets cleanse them, a thousand; Indu, flow hither the gain from heaven: you are the forerunner of great wealth.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Sprung from the Gods, a hundred streams, a thousand, have been effused: sages prepare and purge them. Bring us from heaven the means of winnning, Indu; thou art-forerunnner of abundant riches.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.30

दिवो न सर्गा अससृग्रम् अह्नाꣳ राजा न मित्रम् प्र मिनाति धीरः । पितुर् न पुत्रः क्रतुभिर् यतान आ पवस्व विशे अस्या अजीतिम्

divo na sargā asasṛgram ahnāṁ rājā na mitram pra mināti dhīraḥ | pitur na putraḥ kratubhir yatāna ā pavasva viśe asyā ajītim

Like the outpourings of heaven, the (streams) of the days have been let loose; the wise one does not violate his covenant, as a king (does not); marshalling himself with his powers like a son (with those) of his father — flow hither unassailability for this people.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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The streams of days, were poured as 'twere from heaven: the wise King doth not treat his friend unkindly. Like a son following his father's wishes, grant to this family success and safety.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.31

प्र ते धारा मधुमतीर् असृग्रन् वारान् यत् पूतो अत्येष्य् अव्यान् । पवमान पवसे धाम गोनाꣳ जज्ञानः सूर्यम् अपिन्वो अर्कैः

pra te dhārā madhumatīr asṛgran vārān yat pūto atyeṣy avyān | pavamāna pavase dhāma gonāṁ jajñānaḥ sūryam apinvo arkaiḥ

Your honeyed streams have been let loose forth, when, purified, you race past the sheep's hairs; Pavamāna, you purify yourself (into) the abode of the cows; being born, you swelled the sun with your chants.

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Now are thy streams poured forth with all their sweetness, when, purified. thou goest through the filter. The race of kine is thy gift, Pavarridna: when born thou madest Sûrya rich with brightness.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.32

कनिक्रदद् अनु पन्थाम् ऋतस्य शुक्रो वि भास्य् अमृतस्य धाम । स इन्द्राय पवसे मत्सरवान् हिन्वानो वाचम् मतिभिः कवीनाम्

kanikradad anu panthām ṛtasya śukro vi bhāsy amṛtasya dhāma | sa indrāya pavase matsaravān hinvāno vācam matibhiḥ kavīnām

Roaring along the path of truth, you shine out bright, the abode of the immortal; you purify yourself for Indra, possessed of intoxication, urging on speech with the thoughts of the poets.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Bright, bellowing aiong the path of Order, thou shinest as the form of life eternal. Thou flowest on as gladdening drink for Indra, sending thy voice out with the hymns of sages.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.33

दिव्यः सुपर्णो ऽव चक्षि सोम पिन्वन् धाराः कर्मणा देववीतौ । एन्दो विश कलशꣳ सोमधानꣳ क्रन्दन्न् इहि सूर्यस्योप रश्मिम्

divyaḥ suparṇo 'va cakṣi soma pinvan dhārāḥ karmaṇā devavītau | endo viśa kalaśaṁ somadhānaṁ krandann ihi sūryasyopa raśmim

Heavenly eagle, look down, Soma, swelling your streams by the rite at the gods' feast; enter, Indu, the pitcher that holds the Soma; roaring, go up to the ray of the sun.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Pouring out streams at the Gods' feast with service, thou, Soma, lookest down, a heavenly Eagle. Enter the Soma-holding beaker, Indu, and with a roar approach the ray of Sarya.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.34

तिस्रो वाच ईरयति प्र वह्निर् ऋतस्य धीतिम् ब्रह्मणो मनीषाम् । गावो यन्ति गोपतिम् पृच्छमानाः सोमꣳ यन्ति मतयो वावशानाः

tisro vāca īrayati pra vahnir ṛtasya dhītim brahmaṇo manīṣām | gāvo yanti gopatim pṛcchamānāḥ somaṁ yanti matayo vāvaśānāḥ

The draught-bearer sends forth three voices, the vision of truth, the insight of the sacred formulation; the cows go questioning after their herdsman; the thoughts go, bellowing, to Soma.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Three are the voices that the Courser utters: he speaks the thought of prayer, the law of Order. To the Cow's Master come the Cows inquiring: the hymns with eager longing come to Soma.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.35

सोमꣳ गावो धेनवो वावशानाः सोमꣳ विप्रा मतिभिः पृच्छमानाः । सोमः सुतः पूयते अज्यमानः सोमे अर्कास् त्रिष्टुभः सꣳ नवन्ते

somaṁ gāvo dhenavo vāvaśānāḥ somaṁ viprā matibhiḥ pṛcchamānāḥ | somaḥ sutaḥ pūyate ajyamānaḥ some arkās triṣṭubhaḥ saṁ navante

The milch-cows, bellowing, (go) to Soma; the inspired ones with their thoughts, questioning, (go) to Soma; Soma pressed is purified as he is anointed; in Soma the chants and the triṣṭubhs cry out together.

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To Soma come the Cows, the Milch-kine longing, to Soma sages with their hvmns inquiring. Soma, effused, is purified and blended our hymns and Trishṭup songs unite in Soma.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.36

एवा नः सोम परिषिच्यमान आ पवस्व पूयमानः स्वस्ति । इन्द्रम् आ विश बृहता रवेण वर्धया वाचꣳ जनया पुरꣳधिम्

evā naḥ soma pariṣicyamāna ā pavasva pūyamānaḥ svasti | indram ā viśa bṛhatā raveṇa vardhayā vācaṁ janayā puraṁdhim

So then, Soma, being poured about for us, flow hither as you are purified, for well-being; enter Indra with a lofty roar; make speech grow, beget abundance of gifts.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Thus, Soma, as we pour thee into vessels, while thou art purified flow for our welfare. Pass into Indra with a mighty roaring make the voice swell, and generate abundance.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.37

आ जागृविर् विप्र ऋता मतीनाꣳ सोमः पुनानो असदच् चमूषु । सपन्ति यम् मिथुनासो निकामा अध्वर्यवो रथिरासः सुहस्ताः

ā jāgṛvir vipra ṛtā matīnāṁ somaḥ punāno asadac camūṣu | sapanti yam mithunāso nikāmā adhvaryavo rathirāsaḥ suhastāḥ

Wakeful, inspired, (knowing) the truths of the thoughts, Soma, being purified, has sat down in the vats — he whom the paired, eager adhvaryus, chariot-drivers with deft hands, attend.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Singer of true songs, ever-watchful, Soma hath settled in the ladles when they cleanse him. Him the Adhvaryus, paired and eager, follow, leaders of sacrifice and skilful-handed.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.38

स पुनान उप सूरे न धातोभे अप्रा रोदसी वि ष आवः । प्रिया चिद् यस्य प्रियसास ऊती स तू धनꣳ कारिणे न प्र यꣳसत्

sa punāna upa sūre na dhātobhe aprā rodasī vi ṣa āvaḥ | priyā cid yasya priyasāsa ūtī sa tū dhanaṁ kāriṇe na pra yaṁsat

He, being purified, like a founder (of light) at the sun, has filled both worlds and has uncovered (them); (he) by whose help even dear things are won as dear — may he indeed extend wealth, as (one does) to the doer (of the work).

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Cleansed near the Sun as 'twere he as Creator hath filled full heaven and earth, and hath disclosed them. He by whose dear help men gain all their wishes shall yield the precious meed as to a victor.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.39

स वर्धिता वर्धनः पूयमानः सोमो मीढ्वाꣳ अभि नो ज्योतिषावीत् । येना नः पूर्वे पितरः पदज्ञाः स्वर्विदो अभि गा अद्रिम् उष्णन्

sa vardhitā vardhanaḥ pūyamānaḥ somo mīḍhvām̐ abhi no jyotiṣāvīt | yenā naḥ pūrve pitaraḥ padajñāḥ svarvido abhi gā adrim uṣṇan

He, the strengthener who is himself strengthened, being clarified—Soma the bountiful—has helped us on with light; by him our forefathers, who knew the track and found the sun, burned toward the rock for the cows.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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He, being cleansed, the Strengthener and Increaser, Soma the Bounteous, helped us with his lustre, Wherewith our sires of old who knew the footsteps found light and stole the cattle from the mountain.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.40

अक्रान् समुद्रः प्रथमे विधर्मञ् जनयन् प्रजा भुवनस्य राजा । वृषा पवित्रे अधि सानो अव्ये बृहत् सोमो वावृधे सुवान इन्दुः

akrān samudraḥ prathame vidharmañ janayan prajā bhuvanasya rājā | vṛṣā pavitre adhi sāno avye bṛhat somo vāvṛdhe suvāna induḥ

The sea has roared in the first expanse, begetting offspring, the king of the world; the bull upon the filter, on the sheep's-wool back, Soma has grown great, the pressed drop.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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In the first vault of heaven loud roared the Ocean, King of all being, generating creatures. Steer, in the filter, on the fleecy summit, Soma, the Drop effused, hath waxen mighty.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.41

महत् तत् सोमो महिषश् चकारापाꣳ यद् गर्भो ऽवृणीत देवान् । अदधाद् इन्द्रे पवमान ओजो ऽजनयत् सूर्ये ज्योतिर् इन्दुः

mahat tat somo mahiṣaś cakārāpāṁ yad garbho 'vṛṇīta devān | adadhād indre pavamāna ojo 'janayat sūrye jyotir induḥ

This great thing Soma the buffalo has done: that he, the embryo of the waters, chose the gods; the clarifying one placed strength in Indra, the drop begot light in the sun.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Soma the Steer, in that as Child of Waters he chose the Gods, performed that great achievement. He, Pavamâna, granted strength to Indra; he, Indu, generated light in Sûrya.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.42

मत्सि वायुम् इष्टये राधसे च मत्सि मित्रावरुणा पूयमानः । मत्सि शर्धो मारुतम् मत्सि देवान् मत्सि द्यावापृथिवी देव सोम

matsi vāyum iṣṭaye rādhase ca matsi mitrāvaruṇā pūyamānaḥ | matsi śardho mārutam matsi devān matsi dyāvāpṛthivī deva soma

Gladden Vāyu for seeking and for bounty; being clarified, gladden Mitra and Varuṇa; gladden the Marut host, gladden the gods, gladden Heaven and Earth, O god Soma.

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Make Vâyu glad,, for furtherance and bounty: cheer Varuṇa and Mitra, as they cleanse thee. Gladden the Gods, gladden the host of Maruts: make Heaven and Earth rejoice, O God, O Soma.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.43

ऋजुः पवस्व वृजिनस्य हन्तापामीवाम् बाधमानो मृधश् च । अभिश्रीणन् पयः पयसाभि गोनाम् इन्द्रस्य त्वꣳ तव वयꣳ सखायः

ṛjuḥ pavasva vṛjinasya hantāpāmīvām bādhamāno mṛdhaś ca | abhiśrīṇan payaḥ payasābhi gonām indrasya tvaṁ tava vayaṁ sakhāyaḥ

Flow clear, straight one, slayer of the crooked, driving off sickness and the scorners, blending milk with the milk of the cows—you are Indra's, we are your comrades.

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Flow onward righteous slayer of the wicked, driving away our enemies and sickness, Blending thy milk with milk which cows afford us. We are thy friends, thou art the Friend of Indra.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.44

मध्वः सूदम् पवस्व वस्व उत्सꣳ वीरꣳ च न आ पवस्वा भगꣳ च । स्वदस्वेन्द्राय पवमान इन्दो रयिꣳ च न आ पवस्वा समुद्रात्

madhvaḥ sūdam pavasva vasva utsaṁ vīraṁ ca na ā pavasvā bhagaṁ ca | svadasvendrāya pavamāna indo rayiṁ ca na ā pavasvā samudrāt

Flow clear the sweetness of the honey, the well of wealth; flow to us a hero and good fortune too; make yourself sweet for Indra, O clarifying drop, and flow riches to us out of the sea.

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Pour us a fount of meath, a spring of treasure; send us a hero son and happy fortune. Be sweet to India when they cleanse thee, Indu, and pour down riches on us from the ocean.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.45

सोमः सुतो धारयात्यो न हित्वा सिन्धुर् न निम्नम् अभि वाज्य् अक्षाः । आ योनिꣳ वन्यम् असदत् पुनानः सम् इन्दुर् गोभिर् असरत् सम् अद्भिः

somaḥ suto dhārayātyo na hitvā sindhur na nimnam abhi vājy akṣāḥ | ā yoniṁ vanyam asadat punānaḥ sam indur gobhir asarat sam adbhiḥ

Soma pressed has run along the stream like a steed let loose, like a river to the lowland, a prize-winner; being purified he has sat down in his wooden womb; the drop has flowed together with the cows, together with the waters.

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Strong Soma, pressed, like an impetuous courser, hath flowed in stream as a flood speeding downward. Cleansed, he hath settled in his wooden dwelling: Indu hath flowed with milk and with the waters.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.46

एष स्य ते पवत इन्द्र सोमश् चमूषु धीर उशते तवस्वान् । स्वर्चक्षा रथिरः सत्यशुष्मः कामो न यो देवयताम् असर्जि

eṣa sya te pavata indra somaś camūṣu dhīra uśate tavasvān | svarcakṣā rathiraḥ satyaśuṣmaḥ kāmo na yo devayatām asarji

This Soma of yours, Indra, is being clarified in the bowls for you who desire it—wise, full of strength, sun-eyed, a charioteer, of true might, who has been poured forth like the longing of those who serve the gods.

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Strong, wise, for thee who longest for his coming this Soma here flows to the bowls, O Indra. He, chariot-borne, sun-bright, and truly potent, was poured forth like the longing of the pious.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.47

एष प्रत्नेन वयसा पुनानस् तिरो वर्पाꣳसि दुहितुर् दधानः । वसानः शर्म त्रिवरूथम् अप्सु होतेव याति समनेषु रेभन्

eṣa pratnena vayasā punānas tiro varpāṁsi duhitur dadhānaḥ | vasānaḥ śarma trivarūtham apsu hoteva yāti samaneṣu rebhan

He, being purified with his ancient vigour, putting on the forms of the daughter in secret, clothing himself in threefold shelter in the waters, goes singing at the assemblies like a hotṛ.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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He, purified with ancient vital vigour, pervading all his Daughter's forms and figures, Finding his threefold refuge in the waters, goes singing, as a priest, to the assemblies.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.48

नू नस् त्वꣳ रथिरो देव सोम परि स्रव चम्वोः पूयमानः । अप्सु स्वादिष्ठो मधुमाꣳ ऋतावा देवो न यः सविता सत्यमन्मा

nū nas tvaṁ rathiro deva soma pari srava camvoḥ pūyamānaḥ | apsu svādiṣṭho madhumām̐ ṛtāvā devo na yaḥ savitā satyamanmā

Now, O god Soma, as our charioteer flow round about, being clarified in the two bowls—in the waters sweetest, full of honey, keeping the ṛta, you who are of true thought like the god Savitṛ.

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Now, chariot-borne, flow unto us, God Soma, as thou art purified flow to the saucers, Sweetest in waters, rich in meath, and holy, as Savitar the God is, truthfulminded.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.49

अभि वायुꣳ वीत्य् अर्षा गृणानो३ ऽभि मित्रावरुणा पूयमानः । अभी नरꣳ धीजवनꣳ रथेष्ठाम् अभीन्द्रꣳ वृषणꣳ वज्रबाहुम्

abhi vāyuṁ vīty arṣā gṛṇāno3 'bhi mitrāvaruṇā pūyamānaḥ | abhī naraṁ dhījavanaṁ ratheṣṭhām abhīndraṁ vṛṣaṇaṁ vajrabāhum

Flow, praised, toward Vāyu for his pleasure; being clarified, toward Mitra and Varuṇa; toward the man who speeds thought, who stands on the chariot; toward Indra, the bull with the mace in his arm.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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To feast him, flow mid song and hymn, to Vâyu, flow purified to Varuṇa and Mitra. Flow to the song-inspiring car-borne Hero, to mighty Indra, him who wields the thunder.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.50

अभि वस्त्रा सुवसनान्य् अर्षाभि धेनूः सुदुघाः पूयमानः । अभि चन्द्रा भर्तवे नो हिरण्याभ्य् अश्वान् रथिनो देव सोम

abhi vastrā suvasanāny arṣābhi dhenūḥ sudughāḥ pūyamānaḥ | abhi candrā bhartave no hiraṇyābhy aśvān rathino deva soma

Flow toward well-fitting garments; being clarified, toward good-milking milch-cows; toward gleaming gold for us to carry, toward chariot-horses, O god Soma.

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Pour on us garments that shall clothe us meetly, send, purified, miIch-kine, abundant yielders. God Soma, send us chariot-drawing horses that they may bring us treasures bright and golden.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.51

अभी नो अर्ष दिव्या वसून्य् अभि विश्वा पार्थिवा पूयमानः । अभि येन द्रविणम् अश्नवामाभ्य् आर्षेयꣳ जमदग्निवन् नः

abhī no arṣa divyā vasūny abhi viśvā pārthivā pūyamānaḥ | abhi yena draviṇam aśnavāmābhy ārṣeyaṁ jamadagnivan naḥ

Flow toward us the heavenly goods; being clarified, toward all earthly ones; toward that by which we may win wealth, and toward the ancestral heritage for us, as for Jamadagni.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Send to us in a stream celestial riches, send us, when thou art cleansed, what earth containeth, So that thereby we may acquire possessions and R̥ishihood in Jamadagni's manner.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.52

अया पवा पवस्वैना वसूनि माꣳश्चत्व इन्दो सरसि प्र धन्व । ब्रध्नश् चिद् अत्र वातो न जूतः पुरुमेधश् चित् तकवे नरꣳ दात्

ayā pavā pavasvainā vasūni mām̐ścatva indo sarasi pra dhanva | bradhnaś cid atra vāto na jūtaḥ purumedhaś cit takave naraṁ dāt

Purify in this way, purify these goods; O drop, run forth in the lake at Māṁścatva. Even the ruddy one here, driven like the wind, even the very wise one, would give a man to Taku.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Pour forth this wealth with this purification: flow onward to the yellow lake, O Indu. Here, too, the Ruddy, wind-swift, full of wisdom, Shall give a son to him who cometh quickly.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.53

उत न एना पवया पवस्वाधि श्रुते श्रवाय्यस्य तीर्थे । षष्टिꣳ सहस्रा नैगुतो वसूनि वृक्षꣳ न पक्वꣳ धूनवद् रणाय

uta na enā pavayā pavasvādhi śrute śravāyyasya tīrthe | ṣaṣṭiṁ sahasrā naiguto vasūni vṛkṣaṁ na pakvaṁ dhūnavad raṇāya

And purify for us with this felly, at the famed ford of the glorious one; may Naiguta shake down sixty thousand goods for the joy (of battle), as one shakes a ripe tree.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Flow on for us with this purification to the famed ford of thee whose due is glory. May the Foe-queller shake us down, for triumph, like a tree's ripe fruit, sixty thousand treasures.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.54

महीमे अस्य वृषनाम शूषे माꣳश्चत्वे वा पृशने वा वधत्रे । अस्वापयन् निगुतः स्नेहयच् चापामित्राꣳ अपाचितो अचेतः

mahīme asya vṛṣanāma śūṣe mām̐ścatve vā pṛśane vā vadhatre | asvāpayan nigutaḥ snehayac cāpāmitrām̐ apācito acetaḥ

Great are these bull-named battle-cries of his, and his deadly weapons at Māṁścatva or at Pṛśana; he put the attackers to sleep and crushed them, driving off the unfriendly, the unheeding, away.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Eagerly do we pray for those two exploits, at the blue lake and Pr̥iṣana, wrought in battle. He sent our enemies to sleep and slew them, and turned away the foolish and unfriendly.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.55

सꣳ त्री पवित्रा विततान्य् एष्य् अन्व् एकꣳ धावसि पूयमानः । असि भगो असि दात्रस्य दातासि मघवा मघवद्भ्य इन्दो

saṁ trī pavitrā vitatāny eṣy anv ekaṁ dhāvasi pūyamānaḥ | asi bhago asi dātrasya dātāsi maghavā maghavadbhya indo

You go together to the three filters stretched out; being clarified you run along one of them. You are Bhaga, you are the giver of the gift, you are bountiful to the bountiful, O drop.

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Thou comest unto three extended filters, and hasteriest through each one as they cleanse thee. Thou art the giver of the gift, a Bhaga, a Maghavan for liberal lords, O Indu.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.56

एष विश्ववित् पवते मनीषी सोमो विश्वस्य भुवनस्य राजा । द्रप्साꣳ ईरयन् विदथेष्व् इन्दुर् वि वारम् अव्यꣳ समयाति याति

eṣa viśvavit pavate manīṣī somo viśvasya bhuvanasya rājā | drapsām̐ īrayan vidatheṣv indur vi vāram avyaṁ samayāti yāti

This all-knowing one is being clarified, the thoughtful Soma, king of the whole world; stirring the drops at the ceremonies, the drop goes right through the sheep's-wool filter.

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This Soma here, the Wise, the All-obtainer, flows on his way as King of all existence. Driving the drops at our assemblies, Indu completely traverses the fleecy filter.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.57

इन्दुꣳ रिहन्ति महिषा अदब्धाः पदे रेभन्ति कवयो न गृध्राः । हिन्वन्ति धीरा दशभिः क्षिपाभिः सम् अञ्जते रूपम् अपाꣳ रसेन

induṁ rihanti mahiṣā adabdhāḥ pade rebhanti kavayo na gṛdhrāḥ | hinvanti dhīrā daśabhiḥ kṣipābhiḥ sam añjate rūpam apāṁ rasena

The buffaloes, undeceived, lick the drop; like poets they cry out at his place, like vultures; the skilled ones urge him on with the ten fingers; they anoint his form with the sap of the waters.

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The Great Inviolate are kissing Indu, and singing in his place like eager sages. The wise men send him forth with ten swift fingers, and balm his form with essence of the waters.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 97.58

त्वया वयम् पवमानेन सोम भरे कृतꣳ वि चिनुयाम शश्वत् । तन् नो मित्रो वरुणो मामहन्ताम् अदितिः सिन्धुः पृथिवी उत द्यौः

tvayā vayam pavamānena soma bhare kṛtaṁ vi cinuyāma śaśvat | tan no mitro varuṇo māmahantām aditiḥ sindhuḥ pṛthivī uta dyauḥ

With you, O Soma, as the clarifying one, may we ever pick out what is won in the contest. May Mitra, Varuṇa grant us this, Aditi, Sindhu, Earth and Heaven.

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Soma, may we, with thee as Pavamâna, pile up together all our spoil in battle. This boon vouchsafe us Varuṇa and Mitra, and Aditi and Sindhu, Earth and Heaven.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)