Soma, ever victorious and pure, is invoked by the sages, who call upon him to grant them great renown and to let them share in his abundant bounty. They praise him as ever shining and radiant, asking for all good fortunes to be bestowed, and again, for a share in his gifts. Recognizing Soma’s wisdom and skill, they entreat him to drive away their foes and to let them partake of his generosity. The purifiers are called to cleanse the Soma for Indra’s drinking, so that all may share in the blessings Soma brings. Just as Soma grants his power to the Sun, the worshippers ask that he grant the same to them, with all his strength and aid, so that they may always behold the Sun’s light. They urge Soma to flow forth with his own weapons, bringing wealth that is doubly strong, and to let them partake in this wealth. Unconquered, Soma is asked to flow, bringing riches that prevail even in battle. They recall how Soma, the purifier, has been strengthened by sacrifices performed in the sacred ritual, and ask again to share in his bounty. The worshippers seek wondrous, all-sustaining wealth from Indu, bright as the Ashvins, desiring always to partake in Soma’s abundance. As the ritual kindles, the lord of all shines forth, the purifier radiates, and the roaring bull brings delight to the assembly. Soma, the protector of the body, sharpens his horns and flows onward, shining in the midspace between earth and sky. His purifying stream, filled with the essence of honey, shines as radiant wealth, bringing sweetness and light. With great power, the golden Soma spreads the sacred grass to the east, advancing among the gods as one of their own. The wide, lofty doors—divine and golden—swing open, set apart by the praise of the purifier. With skill and vastness in creation, Soma bellows forth, appearing like Night and Dawn, ever-present and glorious. The singer calls upon both divine Hotṛs, seers among the gods, and upon Indra, the mighty bull, the purifying lord. Bhārati, Sarasvatī, and Ilā, the great and adorned goddesses, are invited to the sacrifice. Tvaṣṭṛ, the ancient protector of cattle, is summoned, along with Indu and Indra, the golden bull, the lord of creatures and the purifier. The purifier is asked to unite with the lord of trees, with honey and flowing streams—the thousand-branched, green, shining, golden one. All the gods, with the call of “svāhā,” come together to the purifier: Vāyu, Bṛhaspati, Sūrya, Agni, and Indra, united in harmony. Soma is urged to purify himself with a delightful stream, strong and unblemished, eager for the gods and for the worshippers. The drops are called to flow toward that intoxicating delight, as if they were Indra himself, racing toward the swift steeds and horses. Pressed out, the Soma flows toward ancient exhilaration, passing through the filter, seeking both strength and fame. Like waters rushing down a slope, the Soma drops flow forth, purified, reaching Indra. Ten maidens cleanse him, swift as racers, playing in the woods, surpassing all others. The bull, the sap with cows, is released for exhilaration and for the favor of the gods, pressed and offered in the rite. The god, pressed, is purified for Indra, swelling with the milk that is poured. As the soul of the sacrifice, Soma is delightful and pressed, pouring out ancient wisdom. Thus purified, Indu is asked to bring the most exhilarating delight to the feast, for even in secret he has placed the songs. The Soma drops have flowed forth on the path of truth, resplendent and wise, knowing their yoking. The foremost stream of sweetness, great and abundant, spreads forth, praised among all offerings. The bull, foremost in speech and yoked, makes his sound for the worshipper, establishing the true rite in the dwellings. When the sage, adorned with heroic powers, moves with songs, he seeks to win the world of light. Pavamana, overcoming all hosts, sits as a king among the people, purified by the wise. The beloved tawny one, clothed in waters, sits in the woods, praised by hymns as the roaring one. He goes forth with exhilaration, together with Vayu, Indra, and the Ashvins, striving always in accordance with his own laws. To Mitra and Varuna, to Bhaga, the waves of sweetness flow, knowing Soma’s powers. For the worshippers, Heaven and Earth are invoked to grant wealth, strength, fame, and gathered riches—the sweetness needed for the gaining of power. And so, the Somas, increasing Indra’s desire, flow forth, strengthening his mighty power, and the ritual is fulfilled in praise and abundance.