HYMN LV. SOMA PAVAMANA.


यवं-यवंyavaṃ-yavaṃ नोno अन्धसाandhasā पुष्टम-पुष्टंpuṣṭam-puṣṭaṃ परिpari सरवsrava |

सोमsoma विश्वाviśvā चca सौभगाsaubhaghā ||

POUR on us with thy juice all kinds of corn, each sort of nourishment,
And, Soma, all felicities.
9.55.1

ईन्दोīndo यथाyathā तवtava सतवोstavo यथाyathā तेte जातमन्धसःjātamandhasaḥ |

निni बर्हिषिbarhiṣi परियेpriye सदःsadaḥ ||

As thine, O Indu, is the praise, and thine what springeth from the juice,
Seat thee on the dear sacred grass.
9.55.2

उतuta नोno गोविदश्ववितghovidaśvavit पवस्वpavasva सोमान्धसाsomāndhasā |

मक्षूतमेभिरहभिःmakṣūtamebhirahabhiḥ ||

And, finding for us kine and steeds, O Soma, with thy juice flow on
Through days that fly most rapidly.
9.55.3

योyo जिनातिjināti नna जीयतेjīyate हन्तिhanti शत्रुमभीत्यśatrumabhītya |

सsa पवस्वpavasva सहस्रजितsahasrajit ||

As one who conquers, ne’er subdued, attacks and stays the enemy,
Thus, Vanquisher of thousands! flow.
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