LET our strong hymn of praise go forth, the laud of Mitra-Indra, with homage to that high-born Pair;
The Two exceeding wise, the Sons of Dakแนฃa, whom the gods ordained For lordship, excellently great.
Such, Guardians of our homes and us, O Mitra-Indra, fulfil The thoughts of those who sing your praise.
So when the Sun hath risen to-day. May sinless Mitra, Aryaman, Bhaga, and Indra sendus forth.
May this our home be guarded well forward, ye Bounteous, on the way, who bear us safely oโer distress.
And those Self-reigning, Aditi, whose statute is inviolate, the Kings who rule a vast domain.
Soon as the Sun hath risen, to you, to Mitra-Indra, I sing, and Aryarnan who subdues the foe.
With wealth of gol. May this my song bring unmolested power and might, and, Brahmans, gain the offering.
May we be thine, Deva Indra, and with our princes, Mitra, thine.
Food and Heaven's light will we obtain.
Many are they who strengthen Law, Sun-eyed, with Agni for their tongue, they who direct the three great gatherings with their thoughts, yea, all things with surpassing might.
They who have stablished year and month and then the day, night, offering and holy verse, Indra, Mitra, Aryarnan, the Kings, have won dominion which non els. May gain.
So at the rising of the Sun we think of you with hymns to-day, Even as Indra, Mitra, Aryaman deserve: ye are the charioteers of Law.
True to Law, born in Law the strengtheners of Law, terrible, haters of the false, in their felicity which gives the best defenc. May we men and our princes dwell.
Uprises, on the slope of Heaven, that marvel that attracts die sight As swift celestial Etaลa bears it away, prepared forevery eye to see.
Lord of each single head, of fixt and moving things, equally through the whole expanse, the Seven sister Bays bear Sลซrya on his car, to bring us wealth and happiness.
A hundred autumn. May we see that bright Eye, Deva-ordained, arise A hundred autumn. May we live.
Infallible through your wisdom, come hither, resplendent Indra, and Mitra,H.
Come as the laws of Heaven ordain, Indra, Mitra, void of guile: Press near and drink the Soma juice.
Come, Indra, accept. Heroes, our sacrificial gift: Drink Soma, ye who strengthen Law.