FOR the Celestial Race this song of praise which gives wealth lavishly.

They who for Indra, with their mind, formed horses harnessed by a word, attained by works of offering.

They for the two Nāsatyas wrought a light car moving every way: They formed a nectar-yielding cow.

The Ṛbhus with effectual prayers, honest, with constant labour, made Their Sire and Mother young again.

Together came your gladdening drops with Indra by the Devas girt, with the Kings.

The ceremonial ladle, wrought newly by the Deva Tvaṣṭar's hand— Four ladles have ye made thereof.

Vouchsafe us wealth, to him who pours thrice seven libations, yea, to each Give wealth, pleased with our eulogies.

By pious acts they won themselves, a share in offerings with Devas.