HYMN XLI. Soma Pavamana.

1. ACTIVE and bright have they come forth, impetuous in speed like bulls,

Driving the black skin far away.

2 Quelling the riteless Dasyu, may we think upon the bridge of bliss,

Leaving the bridge of woe behind.

3 The mighty Pavamana's roar is heard as 'twere the rush of rain

Lightnings are flashing to the sky.

4 Pour out on us abundant food, when thou art pressed, O Indu wealth

In kine and gold and steeds and spoil.

5 Flow on thy way, Most Active, thou. fill full the mighty heavens and earth,

As Dawn, as Surya with his beams.

6 On every side, O Soma, flow round us with thy protecting stream,

As Rasa flows around the world.