Rig-Veda, Book 9: HYMN XXVIII. Soma Pavamana

1. URGED by the men, this vigorous Steed, Lord of the mind, Omniscient, Runs to the woollen straining-cloth. 2 Within the filter hath he flowed, this Soma for the Gods effused, Entering all their essences. 3 He shines in beauty there, this God Immortal in his dwelling-place, Foe-slayer, dearest to the Gods. 4 Directed by the Sisters ten, bellowing on his way this Steer Runs onward to the wooden vats. 5 This Pavamana, swiftand strong, Omniscient, gave spleudour to The Sun and all his forms of light. 6 This Soma being purified, flows mighty and infallible, Slayer of sinners, dear toGods.