HYMN VIII. Soma Pavamana.

1. OBEYING Indra's dear desire these Soma juices have flowed forth,

Increasing his heroic might.

2 Laid in the bowl, pure-flowing on to Vayu and the Asvins, may

These give us great heroic strength.

3 Soma, as thou art purified, incite to bounty Indra's heart,

To sit in place of sacrifice.

4 The ten swift fingers deck thee forth, seven ministers impel thee on:

The sages have rejoiced in thee.

5 When through the filter thou art poured, we clothe thee with a robe of milk

To be a gladdening draught for Gods.

6 When purified within the jars, Soma, brightred and golden-hued,

Hath clothed him with a robe of milk.

7 Flow on to us and make us rich. Drive all our enemies away.

O Indu, flow into thy Friend.

Send down the rain from heaven, a stream of opulence from earth. Give us,

O Soma, victory in war.

9 May we obtain thee, Indra's drink, who viewest men and findest light,

Gain thee, and progeny and food.