The Rig Veda/Mandala 9/Hymn 56

1. SWIFT to the purifying sieve flows Soma as exalted Law,
     Slaying the fiends, loving the Gods.
2. When Soma pours the strengthening food a hundred ever-active streams
     To Indra's friendship win their way.
3. Ten Dames have sung to welcome thee, even as a maiden greets her love:
     O Soma, thou art decked to win.
4. Flow hitherward, O Indu, sweet to Indra and to Visnu: guard
     The men, the singers, from distress.