FULL wise is he who hath discerned: let him speak to us of the Devas. The man whose praise-songs Indra the beautiful, or Mitra, loves.

For they are Kings of noblest might, of glorious fame most widely spread; Lords of the brave, who strengthen Law, the Holy Ones with every race.

Approaching you with prayer for aid, together I address you first We who have good steeds call on you, most Sage, to give us strength besides.

E’en out of misery Mitra gives a way to dwelling at our case, for he who worships hath the grace of Mitra, fighter in the van. '

In Mitra's shelter that extends to utmost distanc. May we dwell, Unmenaced, guarded by the care, ever as sons of Indra.

Ye, Mitra, urge this people on, and to on end direct their ways.

Neglect not ye the wealthy chiefs, neglect not us the Ṛṣis: be our guardians when ye quaff the milk.