Yajur Sama Atharvan Vedas

THE SAMA VEDA
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2. The Sun ascending, the refulgent star, pours down his beams. together with the Dawn.
O Dawn, at thine arising, and, the Sun's, may we attain the share allotted us!
XV Asvins
1. These morning sacrifices call you, Asvins, at the break of day.
For help have I invoked you rich in power and might: for, house by house, ye visit all.
2. Ye, heroes, have bestowed wonderful nourishment: send it to him whose songs are sweet.
One-minded, both of you, drive your car down to us: drink yethe savoury Soma juice!
XVI Soma Pavamana.
1. After his ancient splendour, they, the bold, have drawn the bright milk from
The Sage who wins a thousand spoils.
2. In aspect he is like the Sun: he runneth forward to the lakes: Seven currents flowing to the sky.
3. He, while they purify him, stands high over all things that exist Soma, a God as Surya is.
XVII Soma Pavamana
1. By generation long ago this God, engendered for the Gods,
Flows tawny to the straining cloth.
2. According to primeval plan this poet hath been strengthened by,
The sage as God for all the Gods.
3. Shedding the ancient fiuid thou art poured into the cleansing sieve:
Roaring, thou hast produced the Gods.
XVIII Soma Pavamana
1. Bring near us those who stand aloof: strike fear into our enemy:
O Pavamana, find us wealth!
2. To him the active, nobly born.
3. Sing ye your songs to him, O men!
XIX Soma Pavamana
1. The Somas skilled in song, the waves have led the water forward, like
Buffaloes speeding to the woods.
2. With stream of sacrifice the brown bright drops have flowed with strength in store
Of kine into the wooden vats.
3. To Indra, Vayu. Varuna to Vishnu and the Maruts let
The Soma juices flow expressed.
XX Soma Pavamana
1. O Soma, for the feast of Gods, river-like he hath swelled with surge,
Sweet with the liquor of the stalk, as one who wakes, into the vat that drops with meath.
2. Like a dear son how must be decked, the bright and shining one hath clad him in his robe.
Men skilful at their work drive him forth, like a car, into the rivers from their hands.
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