O VARUNA and Mitra, Sลซrya spreading the beauteous light of you Twain Devas ariseth.
He who beholdetb all existing creatures observetb well the zeal that is in mortals.
The holy sage, renowned afar, directeth his hymns to you, O Indra and Mitra. He whose devotions, sapient Devas, ye favour so that ye fill, as โtwere, with power his autumns.
From the wide Earth, O Indra and Mitra from the great lofty Heaven, ye, Bounteous Givers, - Have in the fields and houses set your warder-, who visit every spot and watch unceasing.
I praise the strength of Indra and Mitra that strength, by mightiness, keeps both worlds asunder. Heroless pass the months of the ungodly he who loves offering makes his home enduring.
Steers, all infallible are these your people in whom no wondrous thing is seen, no worship. Guile follows close the men who are untruthful: no secret. May be hidden from your knowledge.
I will exalt your offering with homage: as priest, I invoke you. May these new hymns and prayers that I have fashioned delight you to the profit of the singer.
This priestly task, Devas! Indra and Mitra! hath been performed for you at offers. Convey us safely over every peril. Preserve us evermore, ye Devas, with blessings.