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.